Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Horror Poems

Because I could not stop for Death
by Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me – 
The Carriage held but just Ourselves – 
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility – 

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring – 
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – 
We passed the Setting Sun – 

Or rather – He passed us – 
The Dews drew quivering and chill – 
For only Gossamer, my Gown – 
My Tippet – only Tulle – 

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground – 
The Roof was scarcely visible – 
The Cornice – in the Ground – 

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity – 


  1. Emily Dickinson is my favourite poet, and this is one of my favourite poems of all time!! Hmm... I know that probably comes as something of a shock! Haha!

  2. Emily Dickinson is my 2nd favorite poet after edgar allen poe.

  3. @Vivienne mine too such a wonderful poem :)

    @Emma Wow yea i totally would have not guessed that you loved her 2 hahaha :P but yes i love her and i just got introduced to all her work a while ago so im pretty new to her work but so far i just love it!!!

    @The Haunted Rose Wow cool it's so great to find so many other people who love her work too :)