A Marker

A Marker elegy

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A sign of what once may be left
Within the hedge line written
Through the dark feeling of weight lifted
A presence of grace to have a place to hide
In stone carved out many names to find
The times of sorrow drifting over veins
As leaves do fall and temperatures will rise
Growth that flourishes may not wither nor die
Time accepting the passing of a goodbye
For moments of inscription that are left for eyes
Upon granite slabs or slate curved and shaped
Squared a surface that is faced flat forward engraved
Measuring the space that is at a limit for a witness
Who? When? About them
A beginning and an ending of the life once lived
Name and date it is fate
A cemetery with iron-clad gates lock and key
Graves with more yard above than below
Journeying to where a visit is seen
Markers forever as statues laid to rest
Where we may stand in between
In remembrance

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I am a single twenty-seven year old that finally is finding a route towards insightful and healthy expression. I have always loved nature and animals as well as observing the beauty of the stars at night. Some things that I love are singing and expressing my personality. I am just a woman who has always enjoyed being imaginative with literature. Which is why I love writing and dream to graduate from college one day. What inspires me are instant moments in nature that spark imagery within my mind. I have just recently begun trusting to open up in a written form about my past after much inward reflection and outward neglection. It has taken time to care enough about my own thought processes and writing feelings down again. I am thankful I am finding a wonderful way of reminding myself that I am capable of artistic value even though I have had confidence issues. Thanks for taking the time to read about me.
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Sign of what once may be left Breath taken deeply denial of death Presence of grace to have a place to hide As family leaves fall temperatures will rise Accepting the passing of a goodbye For moments of inscription Left