They calmly sleep in mottled shade
In quiet plots, bereft of joy
Though deep within the ground, they're laid
These chiseled words, time can't destroy.

*I loved this stanza. Flawless poem dear :) Nice work. Nik*

This was so so so good, really gives me chills. Kind of makes me wonder what life is truly life after death. Really nicely done.

Randy, words that make the reader wonder is anyone will wander through the cemetary and read their epitah and what they will think of it and you. Well done.

Randy
I'm so glad you are posting again. I love reading your verses and this one didn't disappoint. Your words transfer the reader right to the place you are writing about.
Excellent job!
~hugs~
Cindy

Hi folks. Thank you for your kind comments, This is a poem I started when I was living in my hometown near Boston earlier this year. Not having much to do (without a car)I took lots of long walks. I spent an afternoon ny myself in a cemetary with lots of 200 year old graves, and the desolateness of the place inspired this write.

I liked the theme of this poem and the overall feel with some good word choice. However it did feel a little bit forced in a couple of places in order to fit the rhyme scheme.

I think that you could improve the flow and readability of this write by going with a one rhyme per stanza scheme or even a free verse form.

You're good at imagery and I'd like to see what you can do when the rhyming isn't so prominent in a poems construction.

Don't get me wrong, I did enjoy your write here, especially the last stanza. I just think that you've got even more talent to show us :)