"The Graveyard" by John Roe‘Passing Through a Graveyard’: A Poem by Robert Nachtegall The Society October 28, 2024 Beauty, Poetry 11 Comments . Passing Through a Graveyard Marred old friends whose breath has passed Are cold friends whose breadth I pass. Some I pray they pray for me. Some they pray I pray them free. Hewn in granite where was wrought Endings lest they be forgot. . . Robert Nachtegall is an operations director in Grand Rapids, Michigan. He has also published in The Imaginative Conservative and Agape Review. NOTE TO READERS: If you enjoyed this poem or other content, please consider making a donation to the Society of Classical Poets. The Society of Classical Poets does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or commentary. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Trending now: 11 Responses C.B. Anderson October 28, 2024 When this poem sinks in, it really sinks in. This is not graveyard humor, but rather graveyard straight talk, etched in granite. How will we be remembered? Reply Robert Nachtegall October 28, 2024 Thank you C.B. Reply Bob Elkins October 28, 2024 Poignant reminder of past trips to a cemetery. Thank you for the heartfelt thoughts. Reply Robert Nachtegall October 28, 2024 Thanks Bob. I’ve always appreciated cemeteries. They’re wonderful places for reflection. Reply Paul A. Freeman October 29, 2024 Poignant piece, Robert. I like the way the poem with its title looks like a squat gravestone. Thanks for the read. Reply Robert Nachtegall October 29, 2024 Thanks Paul. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Reply Rusty Rabon October 30, 2024 Robert, I had a college professor who once told a class that, to gain perspective on life, he would walk through a graveyard and read the headstones or markers. He said that this helped him understand that one day all the things he thought were so important will be over and forgotten. Thanks for the poem! Reply Robert Nachtegall October 31, 2024 Thanks Rusty. I too have spent many hours walking graveyards. I find them good reminders of the brevity of life and to make good use of the time remaining. Reply Margaret Coats October 31, 2024 Admirably paired lines, Robert. We are soon to pass into that privileged time not to forget those in need, but pray them free. Reply Robert Nachtegall October 31, 2024 Thank you for the kind words Margaret. I’ve been a visitor for some time on SCP and always admired your work. It resonates a profound faith I hope to learn from. Reply Margaret Coats November 1, 2024 Thank you for this, Robert. I greatly appreciate knowing it, and hope for interaction here at the Society in the future. Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. Δ This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
C.B. Anderson October 28, 2024 When this poem sinks in, it really sinks in. This is not graveyard humor, but rather graveyard straight talk, etched in granite. How will we be remembered? Reply
Bob Elkins October 28, 2024 Poignant reminder of past trips to a cemetery. Thank you for the heartfelt thoughts. Reply
Robert Nachtegall October 28, 2024 Thanks Bob. I’ve always appreciated cemeteries. They’re wonderful places for reflection. Reply
Paul A. Freeman October 29, 2024 Poignant piece, Robert. I like the way the poem with its title looks like a squat gravestone. Thanks for the read. Reply
Rusty Rabon October 30, 2024 Robert, I had a college professor who once told a class that, to gain perspective on life, he would walk through a graveyard and read the headstones or markers. He said that this helped him understand that one day all the things he thought were so important will be over and forgotten. Thanks for the poem! Reply
Robert Nachtegall October 31, 2024 Thanks Rusty. I too have spent many hours walking graveyards. I find them good reminders of the brevity of life and to make good use of the time remaining. Reply
Margaret Coats October 31, 2024 Admirably paired lines, Robert. We are soon to pass into that privileged time not to forget those in need, but pray them free. Reply
Robert Nachtegall October 31, 2024 Thank you for the kind words Margaret. I’ve been a visitor for some time on SCP and always admired your work. It resonates a profound faith I hope to learn from. Reply
Margaret Coats November 1, 2024 Thank you for this, Robert. I greatly appreciate knowing it, and hope for interaction here at the Society in the future.