Cemetery Poems
The South Park Street Cemetery
by Lokenath Roy
Once in a while, I used to
visit the cemetery.
We would hold hands,
and barge around in plump happy faces.
you would spend the afternoon smiling to my gibberish;
and by dusk,
I shall be swimming in your mermaid eyes.
......
Resting Under The Old Oak Tree
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Resting under the old oak tree...
We did our part; we fought the war...
Billy, Bobby and Sammy and me...
Then our lives ended; didn’t get very far...
We fired our weapons from our foxhole...
We did our best, both day and night...
While the enemy fired down upon us...
We fought bravely to hide our fright...
......
The South Park Street Cemetery
by Lokenath Roy
Once in a while, I used to
visit the cemetery.
We would hold hands,
and barge around in plump happy faces.
you would spend the afternoon smiling to my gibberish;
and by dusk,
I shall be swimming in your mermaid eyes.
......
Resting Under The Old Oak Tree
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Resting under the old oak tree...
We did our part; we fought the war...
Billy, Bobby and Sammy and me...
Then our lives ended; didn’t get very far...
We fired our weapons from our foxhole...
We did our best, both day and night...
While the enemy fired down upon us...
We fought bravely to hide our fright...
......
