Jupiter looks for me through tangled limbs of twisted trees.
I hide beneath the dirt where I have laid for centuries.
My gravestone is faded, and my name no longer can be read.
I sleep now in deepest slumber among the silent and abandoned dead.
Yet he calls, so earnestly, as I’m lying here in my coffin bed.
I hear his voice reaching out to me like a persistent dream.
In the dark, I can feel his love and through my tears, I grin.
Poet Rummager 
In the coffin you’re lovin to death
and with a smile
a please and thank you
While my tear gently weep
Great read rose
It’s always a pleasure
Got any padden city China
The Sheldon Perspective
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Thanks darling! Yes, the dark can hold love even though we may feel alone and abandoned.
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Nice
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It’s nice to be loved — even when we’re dead 😊
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Ooh, thanks for lending a zombie hand, T. Zombie hands never get tired. 👍🏻
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Oh yeah, I’m sure!
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This was dark and comforting at the same time… I really enjoyed it
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The poem has a hauntingly sad quality that I like (perhaps literally haunting given that the speaker is dead and buried). I have a serious question for once. A lot of your work has interesting references to old myths and legends so I was wondering if there was one underlying this poem too.
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Thanks for always reading my poetry so closely, BunK. Jupiter is the Roman god of heaven, so there’s a bit of spiritualism referenced here.
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I’m sorry to hear about your situation, Rose, and very relieved to hear that things are okay now. I know you’re always very careful with your word choice, so I thought there might be a reason of some kind for using Jupiter.
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Thanks BunK. Sorry, I edited my reply and thought I did it fast enough. I usually don’t address serious stuff. I find that it makes people sad, and it’s so much more pleasant when folks can interpret my writings without any interference from me. Much obliged. xo
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I know how you feel. I try not to mention serious stuff in my blog either. (I mean real serious stuff, not joke serious stuff.)
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Haha! You do joke serious stuff so well.
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Thank you. 🙂
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I wonder what happened between them. I like that she still feels something for him, appreciates his attentions, even though she can no longer respond.
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Ah, I love the direction your thoughts went with this poem! Thank you for your words.
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emotion full poetry
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I’m so happy you found so much emotion in this poem. Your visit means a lot!
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Nice words 😊😊
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Oh, Pupazzovi! Thank you so much. 😍
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Reblogged this on Crazy Pasta Child.
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Thanks Penney!
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A dirt bed is very comfortable…sometimes.
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As long as you don’t wet your dirt bed, I hear they’re very comfy… And good for your complexion. You have such a lovely, unwrinkled face!
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Your words add a creative dimension to my images. I would have never expected that to happen, especially when I photographed this particular scene a few years ago.
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Thank you! Your gorgeous photograph did all the work. 😊 Was your photo taken in Woodbury?
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Yes. The photograph was taken not far from where I live.
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Did we visit the place?
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Not the exact location, but you did see the lake (it was near the beaver dam).
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Spooky and beautiful
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Spooky and beautiful are my favorite poems to write! Thanks, Tosha
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I have to say. They are my favorite to read. Keep it up
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Excellent Rose.
So wonderfully dark.
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Thank you, Alan. Once you go dark, you never want to switch on the light again. ☠😊
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i’m happily haunted by this
prospect of life
after death 🙂
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It’s a comforting thought that even in death, love finds a way. You just have to have the will to get out from your comfy coffin bed. 👻🛌
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good stuff, as per always again….interesting and different photo by Mr Fly.
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Thanks! Fly’s photo is one of my favorites of Jupiter.
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I love this one. Poor Jupiter, though. 😉
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Thank you! 🙂
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You’re welcome, Rose. 🙂
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This one has a hauntingly beautiful autumnal quality that pairs perfectly with the photo. Very sad but somehow comforting as well.
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Thanks Og! Glad you found some light in my poem.
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You know me; eternal optimist. That’s heavy sarcasm, case you couldn’t tell. Did love it, though.
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Ah, to be eternally loved, never forgotten, isn’t that everyone’s ultimate dream? Yes, though she hides away in death, it still touches her heart to be loved so. Beautiful, Rose.
And FlyTrapMan’s photo is awesome.
Bravo to you both.
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I fall in love with your words again! You’re starting to make my husband very jealous 😆 Thank you ever so much! Fly’s photos spark the poet in me.
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Tell you husband I won’t take up too much of your time, plenty will be left over for him. 😀 I love your words as well…you weave pain and darkness together with a seeming effortless ease, creating a thing of dusky beauty. And I can see how Fly’s photos inspire you…he’s very talented.
Btw, I finally got around to sending a submission to Slasher Monster yesterday.
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I always appreciate your visits. Lol. I’ll let my husband know 🙂 Thanks so much for your kind words.
YES! I’ll look it over in a bit and will talk to Fly about when we’ll post it. It may be close to a month. I can’t wait to read it. Thank you, Cathy!! xo
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Thank you back. 🙂
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Beautiful words as always Rose ^_^ well done Fly Trap Man for the Jupiter pic 😀
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Thanks a lot Josh! Fly does have amazing photos. I’m sorry for not finding your sweet comment sooner. xo
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Hehe, don’t worry about it 😀
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A wonderful, yet haunting write. Great creativity displayed here. Bravo.
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Thanks so much and apologies for missing your lovely words! xo
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The power of Jupiter reaches beyond the grave.
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Eloquently put. Thanks Inese!
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Looking for you from so far away, a point where the Sun is frosen…
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Distance can feel very cold. Lovely words. Thank you! ❤
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