Author: MidnighttBlue PM
A Poem written about death without actually using the word 'death'.Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Words: 126 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-31-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2919554
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Note: This is a style of poem where you take a word, usually a feeling like love, sadness, etc, and write an entire poem about that word without using the word.
A black raven flies over a decrepit graveyard.
It perches itself in a gnarled old tree,
And watches as mourners place bittersweet flowers
On mounds of freshly moved earth
Under a leaden sky.
The raven now looks toward the city,
Toward the places where gloom hangs heavy.
The hospitals, crime scenes, and morgues.
Where even the gentlest of breezes
Cut like sandpaper across the skin.
In a flash, like its friend
The raven is gone,
Into the dark, quiet night.
Off again, in never ending flight
Persuaded by an eternal storm of salty rain.