Neville

There Are No Graves

There Are No Graves

 

 

There is no place no place at all

 

On which the wind might caress or blow or lay to store

 

Though blow it does relentlessly and it never fails to chill us

 

to the very core

… 

 

 

Likewise there are no graves or markers on which the snow might fall

 

Though fall it does believe me and it tends to burn us all

…  

 

 

There are no birds no birds at all

 

that respite on these rotting posts and rusting wire

 

There are no trees nor grass or leaves to provide shelter from the

 

impending storm

 

 

There are no words no words at all

 

that might describe the void this ache the sheer turmoil

 

The Auschwitz that contains my soul

 

 

 

 

 

Comments10

  • orchidee

    Oohh I'll come over and cheer ya up. I'll be singing, mind ya. Ya could end up worse for my visit! heehee.

    • Neville

      I feel better already, cheers...... Neville

    • sylviasearcher

      I liked this one

      • Neville

        Thank you Sylviasearcher, I was not at all sure how this might go down... it was originally for my Father .. but then for some reason, I got side tracked.... Neville

        • sylviasearcher

          Indeed you have written a couple of achey ones lately.

          I am always getting side tracked!

          If poetry were therapy what would it be trying to tell you?

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        • Fay Slimm.

          The suddeness of your final line jerks this reader's heart to the core - - so finely expressed the sheer devastation and a must for reading again as a sad but classic addition to my favourites ...............x Fay

          • Neville

            You really do spoil me Fay, but like I have said before, I am not complaining...... thank you ..

            Neville

          • dusk arising

            I knew this was Auschwitz as soon as i began to read it.
            No there are no physical gravestones. Instead we all carry an internal gravestone for the human beings, individuals, people, families, children, babies, grandmothers, sisters, brothers, fathers... people like all of us here who were each once more than a single figure in a total of MILLIONS murdered by this sick regime. Each with their own aspirations, humour, art, sufferings, pride, loyalties, love,, kindness, caring, human fkkng beings.
            Yet it happens again on a smaller scale

            Very sombre and extremely powerful dark writing from you today. Perfectly fitting for the subject. Raises strong feelings.

            • Neville

              A much appreciated visit from you DA, as always of course... but it is good to know that there are those who feel about certain issues just as strongly as my self ...

              Neville

            • SerenWise

              Very melancholy and beautiful write

              • Neville

                Thank you kindly SerenWise

              • Michael Edwards

                This sums up so well my memories of this dreadful 'monument' to man's worst evils. Super work Neville.

                • Neville

                  thank you Michael...

                • Andrew Charles Forrest

                  This made me sit back and applaud Neville.
                  It made me shiver at he scale of your contemplation of this haunting event.
                  I Can feel its chill

                  • Neville

                    Thank you Andrew... indeed the thought of so much suffering still makes me shiver too.... Neville

                  • Suresh

                    I see your quill got the teardrop for its dry ink.
                    Mans cuelty towards its kind has existed throughout existence, but it reached new heights in these concentration camps.
                    What's worse is that none of this has had any impact, for millions are still slaughtered every year.

                    Plaster your poem in everyone's mind, and hope for change.

                    • Neville

                      You are of course absolutely correct... and yes we can but hope .... although sadly, I suspect there shall always be dictators and despots, the selfish, the greedy and power crazed individuals and regimes .... but if a poem can raise awareness or make a single greedy bully pause for a moment and consider the needs of his potential or intended victim, then that would be ink well spent.....I for one intend to keep on hoping..... Neville

                    • kevin browne

                      Excellent expression of obvious deep thought about a situation of silence, yet still, the loudness comes within your words in the fascinating write. Good tribute to the there is no place at all where there are no graves.

                      • Neville

                        Until I visited the place, I never imagined anywhere might have such a feel to it.... Thank you Kevin, your time and consideration is much appreciated....

                        Neville

                        • kevin browne

                          You're very welcome, my friend.

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Very powerful write Neville. I have never been to Auschwitz but those who I know who have been say that it changes their life, such an austere place that leaves them full of grief and in some cases anger that this was allowed to happen.

                          • Neville

                            Tis true GF60... there are other places too which seem to have taken on an intense feeling or vibe that I have visited, but none quite like this place..... Many thanks for stopping by these words.... Neville



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