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A GRAVEYARD IN PENNSYLVANIA
   
Author: Melinda Beach
   
Poem:
A GRAVEYARD IN PENNSYLVANIA
   
  What questions I have for you tonight, Abigail, for I’ve come here tonight way past my curfew, cold and lost as I try to locate your stone.

In my growing depression, and shopping for answers, I drove into this cemetery, mind exploding with confusion.

What darkness and what gloom. Bouquets of roses everywhere. Rows full of headstones! Wives who died from cancer, sons who died from drugs.- -and you, Kristin, why is your headstone in the third row?

I saw you, Abigail, friendless, lonely baby girl, crawling through the dirt and not once shedding a tear.

I heard you asking questions of each: What had you been thinking? Does anyone mourn for you? Did your Mother not want you either?

(I trace the letters of your name with my fingers and dream of what you would have been like and feel saddened.)

Will we walk all night with the other lonely spirits? The dead add chill to chill, bodies turning in their graves, we’ll both be frightened.

Will we stroll dreaming of our lost sisterly bond past tombs of multiple sizes, home to my parked car?

Ah, dear sister, deceased, lonely unknown friend, what America did you have when Mother quit trying and you were born too early and laid helpless as your life slowly left you?
   
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BLACK FLOWERS
   
Author: Kristin Greenleaf
   
Poem: BLACK FLOWERS
   

sitting in these towers ,these poor black flowers cry out for help, but no one is there, its not fair to keep them there
locked in a tower so high god himself could see them cry eye to eye
black to white
love to hate
broken hearts
and shattered lies
black flowers growing darker
wishing to be beautiful and to be loved, ...these poor black flowers sitting in these towers
alone...fear races across the black flowers,the fear of lonliness,the fear of disgrace, depression of the heart, slowly walking down those blackend halls
fallen angels, broken and dying,
pure hearts broken
toxic death
blood and lust
fear and doubt racing power and negligence passion of hatred love of evil fear of the heart envy of the untrue wrath of the rightious fear of the heart
weakening of the soul streangth thining black chaos of the confusion of the heart

 
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