The Old Churchyard Wall

Langton

Stone on stone the wall was begun

By this humble man and his son

With care and devotion he built the wall

As though it were a cathedral

 

After the last stone was laid

The bishop a journey made

Next to the wall he trod

Blessing it in the name of God

 

When the builder was laid to rest

It was near the wall he loved best

Time passed and memory grew dim

Now no one remembers him

 

Around the church there is no monument so grand

As the wall built by his skillful hand

Today his loving touch can be seen

In every stone and mortar in between

  • Author: Langton (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 2nd, 2021 13:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem stems from my childhood. My classroom looked out on an old church wall. I admired it\\\'s construction and wondered about the scenes from the past that had taken place before it. The poem is also about the forgotten craftsmen who built our wonderful monumental buildings
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Comments4

  • flyingfish

    very nice reflection. Well done! Cheers

    • Langton

      Hi, Many thanks for your comment. I must try your soup recipe. Like (envy!) your lifestyle, I to have a great affinity with water. My diving and sailing days, mainly in UK waters, are behind me now but I have wonderful memories.

    • Doggerel Dave

      It’s the same feeling I get when I look at any well crafted old construction – the when and the how. Enjoyed your short well constructed piece.
      Welcome to MPS. Feel free to respond to any commentary which I or others make of your work. MPS is a lively place which thrives on discussion.

      • Langton

        Hi, Thanks for the relevant comment, glad you to appreciate well crafted things. I like your approach to writing poetry. Better luck with the penguins.

      • Mizgeen Berzinari

        Loved it!

        • Langton

          Hi, Thanks for your comment. I sense both sadness tempered with an optimism in you writing. It has left me with the thought that people exist in our memory.

        • Goldfinch60

          Very good words, that wall shows the mans love for all.

          Welcome to MPS.

          • Langton

            Hi, Many thanks for your encouraging comment. Looking out of the window your poem, This Light, sums it up. Writing a poem a day seems a very difficult task.



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