Poetry & Literature >> Wall Of Wonder

wolfwoman

For centuries I stood here, alone and bare
The battered wall in the churchyard, nobody cared
They walked past me continuously, day after day
Not a blink of their eyelids did come my way

I heard their voices of laughter, when a baby was born
Christened with love, they cherished and adored
I heard their sobs of despair when their loved ones had died
But nobody laughed with me, nor heard when I cried

My stones they were bleeding, and moss took me over
As I watched from my corner the young nighttime lovers
By daytime I stood and watched the children play
Happily and merrily, though they saw not, my dismay

Through thunder and lightening, come hail, rain or snow
My body would freeze as I watched the humans go
Leaving me lonesome, solitary I prayed
To those grey gruesome heavens, that my rocks would be laid

That I would be destroyed, and devoid of this life
No longer able, to bless husband and wife
Then one sunny afternoon, with blue skies up above
A lovely little angel, came and gave me some love

She sat beside me, resting her back against mine
Reading her books and drinking red wine
Each day she would come and talk to me there
Sharing her thoughts and feelings laid bare

She was the one, the only one who knew
The passions I felt for the crisp morning dew
She brought me some flowers, and hung them on my face
And gazed upon my beauty, she was a blessing from grace

lilacrose

That's beautiful. I have a thing for ancient walls. They hold so much, dont they? Very Happy

wolfwoman

Thanks lilac rose. Yeh, it's makes you think about all the history that's been before, and they are still there, standing strong!

s6boystu

that's a real cool piece you have written there ! have you had any of your works published ??

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wolfwoman

thanks. had one published when I was a kid, just in some little anthology, dont even have the book anymore lol apart from that no. I put stuff up on writing sites though, and I'm getting the cost covered by a friend for a novel to be self published! Wooo, no Dan brown here we come, just a token for keepsakes...

jameslore

Nicely crafted piece and poetry is a whole skill of it's own and something I am not too good at so I appraciate a good slice of a poem.

You should see if you can get more of your stuff printed you certainly have the self-awareness to get in a poetry collection.

wolfwoman