moss laden marble pillars
standing like silent sentinels
bathe in light under ill moon
in twilight’s shrouded shadows
rows of sunken gravestones
worn epitaphs of forgotten souls
crumble under the watchful gaze
of hallowed stone martyrs
mist formed by silver tears
cloaking contorted tree branches
their long skeletal fingers quiver
under crepuscular sky
disembodied whispers lament
hollow murmurs of untold stories
and cryptic secrets
echo in the howling wind
tormented earthbound spirits
the unseen of night and fog
caught between two worlds
longing to be shepherded
to their eternal home
Abby DeSantis is a retired fashion executive from New York. She was inspired to write poetry in 2019 after attending a local poetry reading. Her poems are about nature, hope, and the human condition. Abby’s poetry has appeared in numerous international anthologies and on-line journals. She currently lives in rural northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband and several furry and feathered friends.
Published 10/28/21
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