A Buffy the Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction Poem

By Ella Roberta Reamy

© 2003

Encased in the earth

A blanket of soil

Nothing left but a tall grey stone

Stone in the sun

Stone in the wind

Stone in the rain, snow, ice

(If cold ever decides to come)

Darkness

I hear from below,

Or am I above?

I hear it all

But cannot feel

Sometimes I see

Brought forth

Fragments of my essence encased

In the memory of a fire-haired,

Lonely, lovely mourner

I once held so dear

I still hold so dear

But all they see

And all they feel

Is grief, love,

And the tall grey stone

That bears my name

Is all that is left of me.

BETA-READ BY JENNIFER HUBBARD AND REVISED BY THE AUTHOR, NOVEMBER 2003.