Posted by: Ron DuBour | March 19, 2016

Oath~by Paul F. Lenzi





“A Very Old Cemetery” by Imre Nagy

grief sits a vigil enduring a hard granite
cold graveyard bench through the lonely
repeating of weathering seasons grief
keeps its own counsel keening in silence
surviving on memories sifting the air
for those traces of love promised never
to perish an oath against dying in trust to
the living if only the heart will believe


  1. thank you for sharing my poem with your readers

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