"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray

"Poetry unites." ~Anon

"Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it." ~Emily Dickinson


Written by K. Lawson Gilbert
She lives in Tunkhannock, Pennsylvania, USA
Her blog: Old Mossy Moon

Tombstones

rise up
in a stubble
of gray warts
across the great
green body of
the memorial lawn
fungus of the
dead and gone
telling us about
who we used to be.

Originally published on writer's personal blog.
Posted with consent of the writer.

6 Comments:

  1. Gordon Mason said...
    Visually powerful.
    Karen said...
    This is a strong portrait painted by one talented poet!
    WHY? said...
    Amazing imagery and message.

    "fungus of the
    dead and gone"
    Anonymous said...
    this is such a perfect little poem! i love the what i think is the comparison of mushrooms to the tombstones rising from the ground?
    K.Lawson Gilbert said...
    Thank you to everyone who stopped by. I appreciate your comments.
    joaquin carvel said...
    you have an amazing knack for uniting form and function - here, the "stubble" of stones in a perfect handful of lines - "who we used to be" wrapping up too soon, leaving questions / possibilities - just like looking out over them, wondering.....

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