The Lonely Old Grave
Skulls with wings
Cherubs in stone
A grave with no name
standing alone
The letters have faded
nearly all gone
Only indents
Where the name was once drawn
No tears touch the soil
Time has past
Wind kisses a stone
whos memory di…
I don't know if this happens to anyone else but anytime that I am walking through a cemetery I get all these ideas for poems! I have written a few poems about cemeteries and I thought if anyone else has cemetery related poems that they like or have…
I have this overwelming sense of peace when I enter a cemetery. I feel so tranquil and am in awe of the beautiful gravestones. I spend hours looking at different cemeteries and doing gravestone rubbings. There is sometime too about seeing a grave and saying the persons name out loud who has been dead 100years. I hope when I have been dead 100years someone stops by my stone and says my name out loud.
About Me:
I am from around the Quad Cities in Illinois. I am married and have two beautiful boys.