For National Poetry Day, I took a page from the Graveyard Poets and went wandering among the stones of my favorite necropolis -- Cleveland's Lakeview Cemetery. I brought paper, pen, and my camera. Here are some words and some photos from the day's pensive ramble: Graven Angel

When you gaze into my eyes, do you see eternity? I peer into those depths, and I do not blink. In these cultured gardens, I stand betwixt and between, Guarding your sense of what is now and what is to come. And at the end of days, you will see me watching still, The regiment of years gathered like wind-swept leaves about my feet.

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