Grave Keeper

Grave Keeper

A Poem by unspokenpain
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poetry speaks

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I'm the one that drives spikes in graves,
gives homes to the dead,
and the one who you'll never see.

You know, I don't work in a cemetery.
Oh definitely not, as I'm just a writer.
Still, my work is that of a grave keeper.
So many lives I have, so many lives I bury.

My pen is not a sword,
my words are not a place to call home.
My pen is a shovel that digs deep,
a chisel that carves the stone.

As people begin to fade,
my pen begins to work.
As souls begin to leave,
I grab my pencil, I grab my spade.

The work of a writer is not that of life,
but that which comes after.
When people leave this world,
they will leave behind their words.
These lifeless words that dig not just the earth,
but words that dig so much deeper.

As a writer I state that I will leave a shovel,
a shovel that showed my job,
my job as a grave keeper.

© 2016 unspokenpain


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This one is also terrifying (referencing your poem "Bondage," which I just read.) The image of grave-digging is highly effective throughout as you continue to add more unique (and disturbing) details. My favorite lines: "So many lives I have, so many lives I bury"... My pen is [a] shovel that digs deep, / a chisel that carves the stone" (I would put that "a" in front of shovel; I feel like you meant to but didn't catch it)... "These lifeless words that dig not just the earth, / but words that dig so much deeper" (very true, and I love the use of "lifeless" to describe the words). You have done a wonderful job of portraying the power of writing. It can create beautiful things, but it can also generate death and destruction. Freaky, if you think about it. Nice work!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

unspokenpain

7 Years Ago

Thank you for your feedback. definitely did not see that, so ill fix that right now! I'm happy you l.. read more



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This one is also terrifying (referencing your poem "Bondage," which I just read.) The image of grave-digging is highly effective throughout as you continue to add more unique (and disturbing) details. My favorite lines: "So many lives I have, so many lives I bury"... My pen is [a] shovel that digs deep, / a chisel that carves the stone" (I would put that "a" in front of shovel; I feel like you meant to but didn't catch it)... "These lifeless words that dig not just the earth, / but words that dig so much deeper" (very true, and I love the use of "lifeless" to describe the words). You have done a wonderful job of portraying the power of writing. It can create beautiful things, but it can also generate death and destruction. Freaky, if you think about it. Nice work!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

unspokenpain

7 Years Ago

Thank you for your feedback. definitely did not see that, so ill fix that right now! I'm happy you l.. read more
mmmm nice work...i guess at some point we all do the work of grave keeper :)
someone who has left us for good or bad... we take our pen to create a memory for them... a grave for them to rest and for us to remember them...

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

unspokenpain

7 Years Ago

I'm happy you enjoyed it. ^.^

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