long forgotten

Experimental form

 

Long forgotten

 

Who dares?

 Disturb my peace

 after so many years.

 

My sleep

 was undisturbed.

 Who is it dares to peep.

 

This grave

 is mine alone.

It is all that I have.

 

To show

who I once was.

What do you seek to know?

 

My bones.

Are all that’s left

here beneath these stones.

 

Which mark

my resting place

Here in the quiet dark.

 

Begone

 you have no right

 in truth to look upon.

 

Remains

 mouldering here

What do you hope to gain.

 

Leave me

 in peace and go.

Your curiosity

 

Is no

 concern of mine.

Why should you seek to know.

 

Why I

am buried here.

 Dry bones will not reply.

 

My curse

will fall on you.

Things go from bad to worse.

 

 Swiftly

 flee from this place .

Where you’re not meant to be.

 

I lay

 hidden from sight

 for years until today.

 

Why do

you disturb me.

 There is no reason to.

 

Leave me

 to sleep in peace

here where I ought to be.

 

 Alone

Contentedly

 hidden away unknown

 

.14-Sep-08

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Reviews

[Mark D. Chevalier]

This was a poignant look at the grave, and what one would say--that is--if one could speak. It gave the feeling of a dark foreboding, and a chilling frontal assult that death is the one thing that we all have in common no matter what.

Excellent work!

Mark

[C. C. Burl]

This is a wonderful poem, you did a marvelous job conveying the feelings. So colourful. Keep writing, your style is lovely. Flora.