hap rochelle

The Crypt - Poem by hap rochelle

Menacingly crouched,
the crypt stands among
the weathered stones...
moldy angels leer
at all who pass
even the dying grass
seems cowed

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 29, 2013

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