Below six: Catacombs of Paris

Catacombs of Paris, skeletons, death, disease, murder

Deep below six lies the catacombs of Paris. stacked up there, Down below city ground, they lie undisturbed drowned in deep dark peace. they speak profound silence and sleep. over six million meatless bones keep twitching feet. no one knows which skull belongs to whom. hundreds of years ago the perfume of death was a … Continue reading Below six: Catacombs of Paris

Stand and look down

stand and look down, grave, death, love and loss, poetry, steven humphreys

Don't bother yourself anymore my dear friend Put away the deep red wine and the matching wine glasses I shall drink no more for I am no longer here by your side Stand and look down I am under such a beautiful blanket of grass warming my bones Yes, it is me your old friend … Continue reading Stand and look down