leaf-lined walks in the cemetery -- autumn's elegy
Autumn’s Elegy [Haiku]
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Fall in the Cemetery [Haiku]
autumn graveyard -- one tree holds its leaves for no one in particular
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Graveyard Winter [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Mausoleum, Oakland Cemetery
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DAILY PHOTO: Desert Cemetery, Kyrgyzstan
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Graveyard [Haiku]
Graveyard Haiku
a headstone
worn unreadable
stone outlived bones
fresh flowers
and wild tufts of grass
tell mixed stories
granite mourners
draped over gravestones,
unweeping
no pyramid
is so sublime the Pharaoh
welcomed death
the potter’s field
has mystique unknown to
mausoleums
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POEM: Stone Weeper
In the graveyard kneel so many mourning, wailing widows and widowers — weak-kneed and hanging off tombstones.
Carved of marble or cast of bronze, and meant to last an eon.
How odd to imagine a permanent mourner.
In the time marble can be carved, I’d prefer any subject on my gravestone to be captured leaning back in a boisterous belly-laugh with a beer can in hand.
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DAILY PHOTO: Closeups at the Fiumei Rd. Graveyard
Taken on December 27, 2019 in Budapest.
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POEM: Unfortunate Resting Place
Spanish moss drapes the live oaks,
nightly fog creeps from the sea,
ghosting graves of ancient folk.
The fateful dead, who speak to me:
“We didn’t choose this place to rest our bones.
“Were we free, you’d elsewhere find our stones.
“Visit us, you must, in this eerie home,
“Just please don’t leave us here alone.”
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