Very pretty, Bernadette :) The only suggestion I have is to change the very last line: "To hearth of dying embers bear." I'm not quite sure what that means :P I think my favorite verse was:

A web of dust
Laid on stone
The spider coughed
And crawled alone.

That was a really good poem. I like how your writing reminds me of Tolkien.

Ummm... whoops, this is Laura Elizabeth, not Emma. I forgot to sign out :P

This is beautiful, Bernadette! 

I love this! I, too, particularly liked the spider part, and the moon part, and... The whole poem kind of made me think of fall, with whispering, whithered leaves and cold floors... It was really cool. :)

Goodness! That was absolutely Breath Taking Bernadette!!!

I loved these lines a passion!

A web of dust
Laid on stone
The spider coughed
And crawled alone

and

Blue the new moon
And bitter his song
Sung by the gulls
Or the owls on the bough

A harp was long
Forgotten there
Before the march of doom
To hearth of dying embers bear

Alright! I pretty much loved all of it! The last lines were really moving!

REALLLY REALLLY good job!

Write on!

P.S. HomeschoolGirl! you have to read this!

I loved it. Very good! I can picture everything. I love the stanza: 

A web of dust
Laid on stone
The spider coughed
And crawled alone

Lovely!! All the poems on here have been fantastic of late. This one, especially! So descriptive, and haunting, and gothic! Love it! :o)