Poem -

Mrs. Browns grave

A last goodby

author
Steven Merson

Once while visiting Mrs Brown's grave, a bird swooped down and tipped it's wing. It sang a song she used to sing that's when I knew, she was visiting me
 

Like 0 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Views: 
289
Rating:
Total votes: 0
Poetry Genre: 
Elegy
Listed in:
Contest Entries
Log in to leave a comment.

more from . .Steven Merson

Poem -
author
Steven Merson

The Goblin Train

Godamn

The Goblin Train

All aboard this goblin train
Tonight we're goblin traveling
Not up above goblin beneath...

Total votes: 0
372
Poem -
author
Steven Merson

Mars

Prince of agriculture

Children where's your playground, what makes all of you cry? Is it "Progress" in the doorway, will you have...

Total votes: 0
323
Poem -
author
Steven Merson

Knowing what you don't...

To you old Dear:
I don't like people who step on flowers
Or can't enjoy a silent hour
...

Total votes: 0
614

Latest poems in Elegy

Poem -
author
matthew harris

Mine mean Lothario days...

Mine mean Lothario days left me in a confused daze...

as if being a crash test dummy survivor
after a led zeppelin collided with yours truly,
a foo...

Total votes: 0
83
Poem -
author
matthew harris

Brisk temperatures at dawn...

Brisk temperatures at dawn and dusk herald incipient early Autumn...

here within southeastern
Montgomery County, Pennsylvania,
encompassing quite a geographic...

Total votes: 0
166
Poem -
author
matthew harris

Whiting a poem without the...

Whiting a poem without the lette r

The lette r on the Macbook Po laptop compute
doth not function, thus I connected
an extenal...

Total votes: 0
371
1

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com