Sunday, November 13, 2011

Graves and Chairities

I'm trying something new today, just because the picture prompt sort of called to me. You may have heard of Magpie Tales, where wonderful poems and stories (and inspiration for them) abound. If time permits, you might want to visit there and enjoy the offerings of others poets and writers.

What does it mean?
I am part of a scene,
and the chairs are filled
with ghosts.

If no more alive,
I would rather arrive
in a field graced by
heav’nly hosts.

Angels with wings
sing and strum at harp-strings;
a ghost is unshriven
and moans.

Unholy, it seems,
to surrender my dreams
in a graveyard whilst flesh
coats my bones.

Chairs to the right
and the left as the night
inches into me. Nay,
let me go.

I turn around,
seeking; but oh, the ground
pulls. It it pulls
me below.


You have given us 4 years of pure pleasure.



Brian Miller said...

ooo this is a little that moment before the soul realizes they are no longer coated in flesh....nicely thought through piece...and great to see you at magpie as well..smiles.

mine will be up in the morning.

Anonymous said...

Yes, it is a bit eerie. Great ending. K.

Garden of Egan said...

The picture is beautiful.
Very thought provoking....and kinda eerie.

Other Mary said...

This is really cool, love the mood evoked, and your meter and rhyme are so natural it all just flows.

Eva Gallant said...

That was goes so well with the photo!

thingy said...

Wow. I like this. I hear Poe in there.

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

nice take.. love it!


ps. thank you for making the comment of how your son love the people of the philippines. made me proud.

Kristin said...

Once again. . . you are amazing! So much fun to read, was thinking it was just a little late for the official eerie time of year :)

Awesome adaption to the photo :D


Laurie Kolp said...

Ghosts! What a clever interpretation... and a scary ending, too.

yaya said...

Nothing I like better than a good ghost story...and one with pics is even better! Good Job!

Renegades said...

What great words to go with the photo.

Jo Bryant said...

Unholy, it seems,to surrender my dreamsin a graveyard whilst fleshcoats my bones.

Love those lines - :)

Leovi said...

Wonderful poem, I know the site and is ideal for good poetry.

PⒿ @ $ € € ₦$ ₣®0₥... said...

I hear the theme song to the 1960's soap opera, "Dark Shadows" whispering in the background.

You're so versatile in your subject matter. Is there anything you feel you can't (or haven't yet) been able to adequately capture with words, Sue?

Mama Zen said...

Fantastic job! I love where you went with this.

Lyn said...

What a good mystery..right up my glad you jumped in..fab!!

Claudia said...

uh this gave me longer coated in flesh..this is dark and beautiful..

annell said...

Wonderful write, I liked it very, very much!

Morning said...


Tumblewords: said...

wonderful Magpie. I feel the pull.

Anonymous said...

I like the eerie sense you have here, and the ending. Nice write!

Grandma Honey said...

I read this outloud and it's beautiful. It's almost musical the way it flows.

Caty said...

your words mixed with the music you play in your background conjured a true haunting mood...terrific!

Lena said...

We headed in similar directions. Nicely spooked this one!

Emily Young said...

I love it! You created such a surreal feeling with your words. I feel like if this girl and Hamlet met, they'd have a lot to talk about over lunch.

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