Below The Grave

A Poem by Michael Iam Bone

This poem is about my grandmother as she passed away.

Poseidon lingers,

Zeus alludes,

Hades takes,

What they saw.

Poseidon eases,

Zeus prepares,

Hades gives,

What I saw.

No more with us

What they think,

The pool of souls

Where all shall sink.

But in the cave

Below the grave,

Be paradise for

Those worth praise.

© 2017 Michael Iam Bone

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Added on October 16, 2016
Last Updated on February 9, 2017

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Michael Iam Bone

Altoona, IA

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I am a writer, and I currently write mostly poetry. I hope to expand and do more later on to improve my craft and have more material to share with others. I would be glad to receive any input or advic.. more..