Comfort of a Tomb

Inky black hair blows upon

A dreary charcoal night

As lightening bugs take flight

 

The wind wisps through the trees

She kneels beside the grave

His touch forever she will crave

 

A coffin lay quiet

In the mournful cold dark

A heart with a scarring mark

 

Bleeding in tearful pain

Now shrewd she will remain

Love a vacant domain

 

Skeptical thoughts flood her mind

No peace will come this time

Giving her soul, her crime

 

Ambrosial nights long gone

Comfort lost in this tomb

Shadows surround with gloom

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Kind of a nebulous plot here to this. Leave it to the reader..kudos. The only line I struggled with was: "A coffin lays quiet." First, I think it must be "quietly." Also, check on the correct usage of "lay." I am not sure, but that one always troubles me. I always have to look it up:)

[Ice QueenJen]

wonderful poem about death and being in a coffin.

[HorrorMaster]

I like it

[cartera]

Who killed C**k Robin?
Interesting mysterious poem that raises lots of questions for the reader.
Well done.
Alex.

[Coyote Poetry]

A sad and dark story. A lot of hidden story in the poem. I like the description in the poem. A very good ending to the poem. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[luciddreamer]

This writing just drips with the pain of wishful thinking and regret....fantastic job here ...

Peace
Robin

[Leefi]

I'm no professional, but I love this. I do enjoy your poetry. The few I've had the pleasure of reading anyway. I'll continue to be a fan. P.s. thanks for telling me about the site ;)

[Frantzuu]

I really like this a lot, very well put together. :D

[Robin]

there is illumination within these dark shadows ~

[Dream Weaver]

I enjoyed this Kristina, especially when you wrote lightening bugs, which is what my friends and I called 'em as little kids, we never called them fireflies lol

[E.H. Monroe]

whoa..

no seriously, whoa.

OK FIRST OF ALL, where is this ethereal description in your chapters? Pull a little prose poerty and make the chapters dance like this.

"Ambrosial nights long gone
Comfort lost in this tomb
Shadows surround with gloom"

THIS is the kind of s**t that should sing its place into your book.

Bravo lady