Graveyard Yew Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Graveyard Yew



In the dark graveyard
The stars barely
Light
Though it be
Night

In the dark graveyard
There's activity
There's rustling
There's whispering
Though
The stars barely
Light
Though it be
Night

Aha! a laugh!
Cessation
Then
The whisperings continue
Look!
They come from yonder yew:
And
Dawn be long in coming.

Tuesday, January 16, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: grave
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