From an iron balcony
Wrinkled by all of time's delays
My eyes unveil a past forgotten
Like birds buried under sand.
The Chapel of our First Saint
Was built upon a small cemetery
In which were buried victims of the black plague.
The painted windows are indifferent.
The diary's of the tombstones lie closed.
They serve only the memory
Of those who used to sit upon them
With the freedom of old youth
And made stories out of epitaphs.
In the centre there was a cross
Surrounded by a low round wall
Where friends of same ages gathered.
Preparing for a feast of songs.
To play host to Italian games.
Now no one is buried there save for one;
The only haloed mummy.
Now no one gathers there save for all;
Who come to pray for tomorrow on the humble seat of yesterday.
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You have some fantastic lines in this poem. Well done
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Nicely done. An interesting play on words with the intertwining of tomorrow and yesterday. Happy trails
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An enjoyable piece of poetry, a sombre penning, time gets everything in the end, crumbles it to dust. A good poem.
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Use spellcheck next time. Otherwise - great. Cemetery does not have an "a". Other misspellings as well.
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fist saint? I don't know if that one is intentional... both could work. Virulent Malice is right though - harsh, but right. The typo of epitaph was the only thing that ruined what is otherwise a fantastic piece of writing. It appears in what is my favorite line as well!
"They serve only the memory [...] and made stories out of epitaphs" - brilliant
Sod's law, lol. Anyway, whoever nudged this little gem into the spotlight was right to do so!
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Please use a spell check.. "epitahs" I think you meant "epitaphs". Simple things like a spell check go a long way to emanate professionalism. Being professional and thorough allows your work to be taken more seriously. Most places if your resume carries a spelling mistake they'll throw it out. Your poetry is all a part of your poetic resume, don't be discarded because you couldn't proofread.
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(Who come to pray for tomorrow on the humble seat of yesterday) priceless line. very creative memory. God bless
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The imagery is par exdellrnt. It is so impoetant to good writing. You have a wonderfyul skill,
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What a descriptive piece of poetry this is.
I love the imagery and the emotion that you
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Thank you all for the comments, they are most encouraging and appreciated, apologies for all the spelling mistakes and thanks for pointing them out, most of them came about because usually I write with my soul rather than with my hand, and souls are bad spellers.
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I know where this cemetary used to be, though I have never seen it since it was built over long before I was born.It is a wonderful tribute to it, I'm sure those that remember it would feel an overwhelming sense of nostalgia, which is always helpful.Great work!
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