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Deity

Deity

Weathered effigy in cemetery square,

Stoically residing in decaying flora air.

Guardian angel of guiding luminosity,

Edifying the burial plots with religiosity.

Death embraced with graves open wide

Embalmed and immortalized

Genial arms embrace congregational dead,

Roses nourished from decomposed bed.

Surrounded by forgotten names on stone,

Hailed high upon ivory pedestaled epic throne.

Humanity a preordained unavoidable demise,

Transience soul leeched from corpse eyes.

Time has been harsh to polished stone,

Blemished from raindrops incessant drone.

Even this epitaphic deity resurrected tall,

Likened mortality will crumble and fall.

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mark thomas

hmmmmmmmmm loved this very well done great structureΒ 

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Tony Taylor

Hey POETESSDARKLY!!......I can just see you sitting in a park.... looking up at this aging statue as you write this lovely phrasing...... bringing your mind's eye's vision of it to life ~ most poetically.......I suppose though, you would have been sitting in or near a cemetery as phrases like ~" Edifying the burial plots with religiosity.." would imply!!....... poetic license well incorporated here.......A lovely observation sweet poetess!! ~ no matter the darkness underlying the intent!!......ALL STARS...... love the decaying imagery!!......T xo

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