My Graveyard Encounter

by NightFlyer   Jul 12, 2009


A lonely graveyard on the hill
Through twisted trees, I saw
Its occupants so very still
Beneath the windy moor.

I saw their lichened, grey headstones
In twilight's dying light
Atop this place of bleaching bones
As day passed into night.

They lived their lives until they died
Now laid beneath the stone
Bereft of love and human pride
Forgotten and alone.

At their cold graves, I deeply stared
Damp, chilling winds went by
As spectral, misty moonlight glared
I heard a ghostly sigh.

That ghoulish sound froze me with dread
This scene so grim and stark
So to my home, I quickly fled
On pathways through the dark

If you, at nighttime, pass that way
Have courage and take care
The dead await all those who stray
So heed my words, beware!

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  • 15 years ago

    by DreamingOutLoud

    This poem breathes fear in me.. i

  • 15 years ago

    by Twisted Heart

    I love your word choices in this poem as well. A bit of originallity is always nice. Thanks for sharing.

    Always,
    Jeannie

  • 15 years ago

    by Dreamofolwin

    I loved reading this! :] It brought a smile to my face. A chilling write! (reminded me of Michael Jacksons "Thriller" , HeHe) CRREEEPY. Greatstuff! HaHaaaa.

  • 15 years ago

    by Cindy

    Randy
    A chilling tale put to verse. Great imagery. Reminds me of the stories we use to tell around the bonfire trying to scare ourselves :)
    Good job!
    Take Care
    Cindy

  • 15 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Reminds me of the graveyard that once was behind my house. I would sit in the window at night to see if I could spot a ghost. My son and friends would take their cameras there at night, trying to get photos of ghost. Well done and thanks for the trip back to pleasant memories.

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