I sit under the big willow tree...
just pondering.
I look to the right and see the grave of someone...
who was once mine.
I see the graves of others...
who are missed by many.
I notice people...
who once walked our Earth.
I find myself...
missing them too.
I sit under the big willow tree...
just pondering.
-
I remember… when we camped out in the living room and set up all of the collectible trains on Christmas Day and called road call every ti...
-
May 4, 2017 I woke up this morning to my favorite type of day, dark, cold, and rainy. I got out of my bed with the help of music by My Ch...
-
Alone, nothing to see, hear, smell Nothing to do All alone for there is nothing Only darkness with a flash of light in the distance
18 comments:
This is so cool! I love how you use an nonliving character to show compassion of the living, the character missing the ones others missed.
Wow! Nice job! I love how your story was short, but sweet.
This is such a thoughtful writing. And I absolutly love how you used the same thing at the beginning and end!
I love how you started and ended your poem, in the same lines. And the format made it awesome.
I really like how you created sympathy with people who are no longer living.
I really liked how you incorporated the sadness of death with a small amount of words. I felt the same way when I was sitting in the graveyard.
I think it was great how you started and ended it the same. It's amazing how you can put so much feeling in such a short amount of words. Just magnificent.
I liked the repetition of this story. It really made it hit home. This poem really made sense to me.
I love the way you laid this out. It was sweet and simple, easy to follow, but yet somehow made the poem more entertaining. This was an amazing piece of writing!
So true. Imagine the families who miss these people. There in a better place now.
It's definitely so sad on how many people who used to be present and to some people they still are. But they good thing is that somebody wanted them to be properly buried in our manitou graveyard!
These people probably could still be around in spirit.
Greta job! I like all the imagery, I can see someone sitting under a tree at the graveyard and just thinking about all the stones and what happened to them.
Pondering is a cool word. I love how this creates an image of sadness and darangement at the same time, with sweet pinches of happy squeaked in between. Great work!
Deep......all I can say is deep that is amazing. 😲 no words
This is surprisingly deep, and it has a lot of potential for a country song. I sung it in my head and out loud.
I loved the cemetery so much. This post was exactly what I thought of! It just made me remember when I was sitting there under a big tree.
Sometimes this is just how I feel about the people I love who are gone, but I know I'll see them again and dance and sing!!! You are so perceptive. Love this one, my sweetie!
Post a Comment