Hill of stones

by OceanzestHamilton, Waikato, New Zealand

Feb 2018 1,216 Views 7 comments

Hill of stones

We buried you there
in the lizard bare grass
laid you down
in regimented row

We buried you there
on that hill of stones
where even sparrows weep
in Spring's drizzle dawn

I should have taken you in my bosom
and laid you beneath the peach tree
to blossom and fruit for the Summer children
running madly, circles about your stems

But we buried you on that hill
it is the greatest grief

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Posted: Feb 2018

About this poem:

Written as a woman who has lost her male lover - I wondered if I could write a sad poem, hmmm handkerchief please, never again!

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Comments (7)

godsprincessOwego, New York USAFeb 15, 2018

You succeeded - no I challenge you to write a happy poem!

Oh well - it is winter time and we are all getting winter weary except those down under in Australia and New Zealand!

Kathy

marikiaTbilisi, GeorgiaFeb 15, 2018

Well done, dear poet! You succeeded in bringing real sadness to my heart. But "The word 'happy' would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness." (Carl Jung)
Looking forward to reading more from you! Many thanks for the poem!