Love, Rose

United Kingdom

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nolite te bastardes carborundorum

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7/4/21

these here gravely callings

April 18, 2021

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I am walking through a graveyard at the time of night 
I’m a welcome intruder 
A reminder of life
Though there is feeling in my veins and thought in my lungs 
Many lie around here aware of what they have become 
I feel like a flower blooming in the dead of winter
The plants around me rejoice in my glory but still have to hold at their own shortcomings 
There is a strange peacefulness in these slow turnings 
As i walk on and see the moonlight reflect in these here gravely callings
I don't feel alive but i don't feel dead
I am the wind that leaves the living and lived to fend 
It is calm here which is a curious cause 
You would wonder that this rarity of an unstruck heart 
Would cause the dead to draw their tired eyes apart
and call out to whatever life is still sweet in their hearts
‘i am not ready to part’
this one time i had to walk back through a gravyeard to get home which was at night - that inspired this peice

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3 Comments
  • YW_H

    I really like this, very creative and it could be related to so many things!


    5 months ago
  • Blue Jay

    This is such an amazing poem. I love how you described what it is like to be alive in a graveyard. I loved the line "I’m a welcome intruder". The poem feels very real and it's very good once again. Although walking through a graveyard at night does seem creepy.


    6 months ago
  • Nyla

    this was beautiful!


    6 months ago