El Jardin de Los Olivos

In a mountain with remote access
Lay the remains of people that once were.
In sullen oppressive air, we ask he bless –
The spirit, of the one we loved, her.

The mountain gives a heavy sigh
Across the valley of the deceased
The grass trembles, it feels unease,
Under the knees of those who cry.

A prayer is uttered, softly spoken
We want to leave the silence unbroken
Wouldn’t want to disturb those forgotten
In this ground, their remains long past rotten

Quiet.
Even stone withers away,
Under crushing silence
And infinite dismay.

And while the others have thoughts so refined
Only one thought spawns in my mind
Here we are and of you we reminisce,
But, why would we leave someone we love, in a place like this?

© Luis Valencia

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About luisydomonique

Poetry Year Long Project between Luis Valencia and the Brilliant, Beautiful, and Vivace Domonique Celeste Alcaraz.
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2 Responses to El Jardin de Los Olivos

  1. mstevensson says:

    Very profound poem. Your stanza that reads “A prayer is uttered, softly spoken / We want to leave the silence unbroken / Wouldn’t want to disturb those forgotten / In this ground, their remains long past rotten” Is incredible!! Really speaks to the nature of this poem!! I really enjoyed this.

  2. tasithoughts says:

    This is one of most powerful pieces of poetry I have read in some time. Excellent.

    JP

    http://tasithoughts.wordpress.com/2010/08/16/alone-again/

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