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Hadrian Veska
Poems
Oct 2017
The Moon-Charred Graves
Around the bend and over the hill
Sit a handful of tombstones alone
On the edge of the wandering woods
Covered in moss fragile and ancient
No names grace those stone slabs
During the height of the day
Come the night of a crescent moon though
Something glitters across their surfaces
Inscriptions in characters no longer spoken
The mere sight of the glyphs
Fills any onlooker with a deep sorrow
As if a spell lays over the headstones
To communicate into distant ages
The pain that was once felt there
On the edge of those ancient woods
Where the moon shines brightest
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Hadrian Veska
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