Friday, February 24, 2012

The Grave Yard

gray clouds gather
casting shadows
over the ancient graveyard
tombstones weep elemental moss
tears of long ago line the stones
covering neglected graves worn
to nothing as the wind sounds hollow
in this forgotten place


Mara-The Poetic Homemaker said...

You've given a very good visual of a darkened graveyard. My favorite line is, "Tombstones weep elemental moss." Since they are lifeless, that's about all the can "weep."

I enjoyed reading this poem as well as some of your others.


Cassiopeia Rises said...

Thank you Mara. I have been ill in hospital for two months, I am a bit rusty. I thank for your kind comment.


C. said...

i love cemeteries. to me, they are peaceful and beautiful.

Cassiopeia Rises said...

I agree my friend. I am glad you liked my poem.