Darkness paints empty spaces
Tombs white as snow,
Angels flying among the crosses
Burning candles, flames aglow.
Bones on the earth
Ivory pearls rebirth
Swinging palms to freedom,
Glowing blessed kingdom
Completely to merge
In hues of yellow-orange dusk.
I was curious about the title, I thought it was horror or something frightening. Upon reading the lines I was impressed, it wasn't horrible as I thought but it was something lovable and even let you remember all souls day or all saints day this coming Nov. Good write...10+
so sweet and meaningful poem is this one.. very rich idea and the way you did is very charming..you said you will do more comments to my poems but nothing is yet there... while i have added your previous commments to my new book.. wish you smiling friend... best poet.... respect you
Cemeteries are usually spooky places, you have made them with your well chosen words, places of beauty and hope of yet future lives. Lovely wording, great poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
' bones on earth - ivory pearls rebirth ' those are some beautiful lines