Broken Crosses

Slabs of stone

crumble away

ravaged by time

and the elements.

 

Noone comes to care

for them

too many years

have past.

 

Just vague

reflections

upon a

forgotten life.

 

Yet here I stand

infront of it

reading off

the name, the dates.

 

A woman

passed before her time

what was it

she left behind?

 

Was there a

husband, children

maybe  a home

and family.

 

Just vague

reflections

upon a

forgotten life.

 

Here it stands

witness in silence

to the lose

of dreams.

 

But they are mine

hidden somewhere

behind the

engraving of the years.

 

What will there be

when my time comes

happiness or

wasted tears and regrett?

 

Will there have been

joy and fulfillment

or will there just be

more broken crosses.

Reviews

[Amplexus Dryke]

I really liked the message of the peace.

Just vague
reflections
upon a
forgotten life.

I get the sense that the writer worries if she will be forgotten and that all she has gone through here is for not...
I also get an overall sadness of time that has passed by with regrets.
Bravo, I love it.

[BrightEyes]

I really liked the idea behind this work. Neglected cemetery's and wondering about the lives of those buried there. There are many such places around where I live. Great job taking this idea to a personal level at the end; wondering what you will have left behind. Found just a couple typos that threw me just a bit: "vage" did you mean vague? "Here it standswitness in silenceto the loseof dreams." I admit had to read this stanza a few times, "lose" did you mean "loss" ? I only point them out because they did make me go back and read. It is a well written work. Good job.