Lucifera Santez

Rookie - 38 Points (4th feb / Belize)

Ancient - Poem by Lucifera Santez

Ancient it is,
The run down chapel,
Surrounded by sturdy old trees,
The emptiness lurking from behind its walls,
And its loneliness,
A shard of echo inside it.
The roof leaks,
The benches are broken,
The blind old vicar,
Prays to god,
But god doesn’t pay the bills.
The cemetery beside it,
Is old too,
With graves that aren’t
Young anymore,
Their headstones
Withered with age,
A layer of grim covering them,
Nobody comes to visit.
Even the corpses in their graves,
Don’t rise
They too have weary bones.
Everything here belongs
To a different era,
An age that died,
But didn’t die somehow,
Alive it is
In this bower,
Safely tucked away
From prying eyes of time,
Panting to keep up,
Taking broken breaths
Just breathing,
Just surviving
Just living somehow.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

wrote it after i saw the name of the rose

Comments about Ancient by Lucifera Santez

  • Silver Star - 3,784 Points Md Asadullah (1/18/2014 1:10:00 PM)

    You have beautifully painted the picture of ancient Church and surrounding graveyards, it was nice to read. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 1 Points Alex Roth (11/26/2013 7:08:00 AM)

    This is a great poem and it was not confusing. Nice work. The terse, sparseness of the lines lends believability to the feeling, meaning, and imagery of this poem. Excellent work. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,783 Points Anthony Di''anno (7/26/2013 1:11:00 PM)

    It's a good flowing write Lucifera. Good use of imagination. Well written. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 22, 2013

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