The lychgate stands alone,
Wooden beams stretch
toward the sky,
Silent witness
to countless passings,
Once a haven for grieving hearts,
Now, memories linger
in the weathered planks,
Hoping for the days
of comfort to return.
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Author:
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This is so deep.I like the old wooden gate as a metaphor.So many people passed by seeking comfort.A great poem amigo
Gracias, amigo🕊️🙏🏻
Were - or are - lychgates places where they rest coffins on the way in and out of church? Good write A.
Yup! It’s also where we get out of the rain and catch up with those that we meet there. Thanks O🕊️🙏🏻
What is a gate but a doorway a passageway an entrance now alone and silent once a witness to so many passings once not now but memories linger in hope for return. A great poem leaving such feeling Cryptic. Very nicely done and haunting it merits a fave
A physical gate is a remainder of portals we keep in heart and mind, indeed! Thanks so much dear Soren🕊️🙏🏻
You are most welcome my friend
a fave, enjoyed the read and message
Thanks dear Norman🕊️🙏🏻
most welcome
My friend, this is quiet and reverent. It feels like standing in a threshold between memory and present silence. There’s restraint here that gives it dignity. The mood settles gently and stays. Beautifully composed, my friend, and I love the accompanying image too. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
As their memories stay, thanks Tittu🕊️🙏🏻
Indeed. Most welcome, my friend.
Love old Churches: so much History and fine Architecture. Fine Poem on the Lychgate.
Thanks, Kevin- lychgate sightings are exciting 🕊️🙏🏻
So many memories within that gate Rik. If only it could talk.
Andy
Sometimes one sits there and could here the past whisper 🕊️🙏🏻
memories of people who lass through our lives as witnessed by the silent wooden beams - brings back thoughts of people who have been in our life , and sometimes left an imprint....
Truly a visible memorial🕊️🙏🏻
yes indeed - thanks for sharing this piece
Your very welcome, Safina 🕊️🙏🏻
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