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Poem Details | by Lynn Marie |
Categories: emotions, grief, introspection, loss, ocean, spiritual, uplifting,

a new beginning

with each crest of a wave
forming white crystal peaks
she weeps, inhales, let's go.

beneath a star studded vista
a resplendent guiding light
arms open, palms up, she is free.

the soothing sea winds
carrying away her grief and sorrow
hands posed in devotion, she smiles.

in a seascape of serenity
her baptism place of choice
she steps forward, her new beginning.













02-17-2017


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: anxiety, dark, emotions, fate, grief, pain, sorrow,

Hope, A Little Remained

Hope, A Little Remained

She walked the creaking floors of the rat-infested room,
trying to remember what tragedy had sent her to this shabby place.
Her heart felt the desperate pains, that lost love sends in aching waves,
praying her sleeping infant does not wake and cry out from its feverish thirst.

He paced the cold cell, languishing in deep misery, heart shattered,
each step an eternity echoing curses, a testament to his broken pride.
Although thousands of miles apart, he felt her loss, never-ending sorrows,
dawn would come, priest would take his last confession, yet Hope remained.

7-03-2018
For Silent One's,  eight lines of fate, when you wonder if it is too late.

Poem Details | by Royal Ninja |
Categories: grief,

a dearest repost, Angel Wings

angel wings

With every breath I take my body aches, 
When I lie in bed I feel my insides hurting.
With every reminder brings me pain.
No more can I find comfort in my home, 
The cries of babies stains my mind. 
I'm trying my best, 
But of course from day to day hour to hour,
I find myself crying. 
Memories that morning come to me every day, 
Nurses surrounding me my doctor getting on her knees,
Her head looking down, 
The thoughts that ran through my mind.
My life entering a new course, 
One full of grieving. 
He had my face,
My son,  my beautiful angel. 
He's watching me now,
He left me in tears but he is in my heart.


Poem Details | by Timothy Emmons |
Categories: bereavement, soldier, veterans day,

Still A Soldier

I lay here today a soldier
I know some don't understand
I will try to explain
So maybe you can

I served my country
For many a year
I retired long ago
The soldier still here

I put on my uniform
I wore it to foreign lands
The soldier I was
Is still in the man

I have been a husband, father, and friend
To some of you here
But I've been a soldier all along
Even after so many a year

My final salute
I render today
I'm still a soldier
I'm just on my way


Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: death,

Death Blows a Hollow Horn

On a chariot of fire in the sun
  blew a pale horse and pale rider's cold breath,
and on your grave sing the owl and raven
  in the shadows of the valley of death.
Where no graven image rise from its bones,
  only a cold wormwood wind on death row
pipes through the rushes and through the tombstones
  where all that remains is what lies below.
But more, far more than this its sound to me
  as if your soft voice my ear passing through -
and I trapped betwixt life and parody
  sit this day communing with God and you.
Yet I fear life itself I shall not mourn
when Death comes to blow its wreathed hollow horn.



                     July 1995

Poem Details | by M. L. Kiser |
Categories: appreciation, bird, birth, death, life, spiritual, symbolism,

Like A Phoenix

To live forever like the phoenix; To re-taste the process of birth; From the cleansing flames, to rise Knowing death is no end; An eternal soul On a journey May just find Supreme Bliss.

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: blessing, death, divorce, hope, life, pain,

Everything comes with a blessing

No matter how distressing
  Everything comes with a blessing

A bitter divorce
  seems wrenching, of course
Yet through its crucible of fire
  you can emerge inspired

Both legs blown off in the war
  What's left to live for --
See what you have that remains
  your whole upper body  
                  and all of your brain   

The death of a child so painful to bear
  For the longest time you just sit and stare
No easy 'answers' to comfort you
  but perhaps there's this ~
You're still here for a reason, that's not to be missed

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 9th grade, angst, anxiety, death, i love you, i miss you, imagery,

A Little Too Quiet



It's a little too quiet now, I can't hear the love in her voice. And yet, the sound of her laughter is oft overheard in my dreams. Since she died and went to heaven it's a little too quiet now. And all that I took for granted, morphed into precious memories. Her gentle goodbye broke my heart and I could hear me screaming no. It's a little too quiet now, and the silence is deafening. I pray to a merciful God to keep her alive in my thoughts. Her heartbeat was my symphony, it's a little too quiet now. (Quatern) 08/23/2020 Song I – Cold – Quiet Now Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Rob Carmack

Poem Details | by Bobby Snyder III |
Categories: dad, death, farewell, hero, sad, soldier, war,

A Lost Soldier

He wrapped his arms around me 
Never wanting to let go 
I gently whispered in his ear 
Daddy, when you coming home? 

He said I'm off to battle today 
To heal the wounded soldiers cries. 
I don't know when or if I'll be back 
The tears began to flood my eyes. 

As father walked away 
His smile, it did gleam. 
His final words to me 
Became but a nightmare within a dream. 

The bomb rang out 
Through the desert air. 
When the dust did settle 
They found father there. 

The soldiers stood at attention 
They saluted their brother goodbye, 
And the eagle spread its wings 
As a true American soldier, had died.

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: funeral, humorous, money, satire,

WHERE THERE'S A WILL THERE'S A RELATIVE

They crawl out of the woodwork Shedding lots of crocodile tears Grieving for an ancient relative They’ve not visited for many years ‘Auntie Annie’ is barely warm But now you see the relations swarm Waiting for the will to be read They rub their hands with glee Hoping they will be left Lots of lovely money ‘Grieving relatives’ is rubbish!! Some are taking the mick …. These mercenary vultures simply make me sick! 28th January 2017

Poem Details | by Gail DeBole |
Categories: death, family, funeral, grandfather, tribute,

Nice Day for a Funeral

Written by Gail DeBole
In memory of my grandfather

Nice Day For a Funeral I (You were always old. I can't remember a time when you were not.) Cried (And you had no past before the first time I became aware of your presence.) When (The weather huddled the mourners together. It was a cold day, but the sun was out to pay its respects, also.) They (I huddled with the rest. Echos of the service left a sad taste in my soul.) Lowered (The Rabbi had spoken of you like an old friend.) Your (And convinced me of your close lifelong brotherhood with him.) Casket.
Funeral, Eulogy, or Memorial Service Poetry Contest Sixth Place

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: death, old, sad,

- A Place Where The Soul Rests -

                       
                           

                                   Frail, compact and sad
                             The old chapel needs new paint
                                cold room with stone floor










01.09.2017
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Senryu: Sadness /third place in the contest 

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: fear, humor, inspirational,

A Fear Greater than Death

There is just one thing people fear more than death
Speaking before an audience

Really, more than death?

Poem Details | by Chris Hagy |
Categories: absence, animal, christian, death, encouraging, sympathy, uplifting,

A Greener Pasture

Though my stall here is empty now
If you listen close...
You can hear me running through a greener pasture
Your sorrow opens the gate and releases me free
Thank you for rescuing me from worldly darkness
And giving me love unsurpassed
So that I may now run with others so loved...
But never forgotten
I am a child again young and lean my spirit afire
And oh how our spirits thrive here
Never again to feel the pain of the earth
Hear me running!
For your tears have watered the grasses for me
In God's Greener Pasture

-originally written for Kae Surrah
 an Arab rescue mare

Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: baptism, death, emotions, remembrance day, violence,

A sad remembrance

I kiss her red honeyed lips
She allows the milk 
of my iniquity 
to wash over her
The pain of her sadness
washes away my cruelty
I leave my rifle at her feet


November 11, 2016


Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: death, life,

In Twenty Years I Might Be a Tree

I Might Be a Tree

In twenty years I pray I won't be gone
placed six feet beneath a manicured lawn
I'd much prefer to give old death the slip
To guzzle life instead of just a sip

Mind and spirit together playing song
I'll rest a bit but not for very long
You see, there is so much I wish to do
Yes many years can feel like just a few

The company of those I truly love
will lift my spirits like a flying dove
The flowers that I plant will be in bloom
Beauty will surround me in every room

The ground might open up and swallow me
Don't worry I'll reach up and be a tree!



For Brenda's "You 20 Years from now" contest.

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: death, horse, love, soldier, war,

Death Of A Lancer

My one true love with eyes of sparkling blue
Our hearts as one it was our destiny
Heaven sent you for me and me for you
It would not last but end in tragedy.

War intervened I’d have to go away
To the Crimea with the light brigade
My true love I thought of every day
Our lives on hold along with plans we’d made.

The Captain said “suppress your greatest fears
Ride close ranks and do not come asunder”
The noise of hooves were ringing in my ears
Sounds they made were like a raging thunder.

A lance pierced me and off my horse I fell
Then death came down, my life I bid farewell.




Written on 7th February 2019.

Poem Details | by Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories: death, eulogy,

Epitaph for George - A Lethal Wind

EPITAPH - A LETHAL WIND

Here lies George, the sad deceased

Victim of flatulence released

The result: he would expire

Stood before an open fire


Geoffrey Brewer
15 Sept 2018

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 10th grade, angst, anxiety, death, horror, imagery, war,

A Putrid Expanding Abyss


I can smell the coppery scent of blood and the stench of death, excrement and piss. A soldier lies dead, his face in the mud, I never believed war would look like this. My mind’s gone numb, I cannot shed a tear I can't change reality, so why try. For there's nothing left within me but fear the more I live, the more I want to die. I fear the killing will never be done God has left my heart, and abandoned me. For I fight a war that cannot be won and seen more than I ever wished to see. War is a putrid expanding abyss where simply surviving can seem like bliss. (Sonnet) Jan. 1, 2019 War Sonnet Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mark Massey

Poem Details | by i have forgiven you but it will never be the same |
Categories: death

.a heart outlined in steel.

A heart outlined in steel.
Designed just so i'll never feel.
It's way too late to get off this ride. 
There's no one in which I can confide.
Falling down.
The screams like thunder.
Into lost dreams and lies I plunder.

Poem Details | by Sue Mason |
Categories: death, life, people,

Just A Junkie

If in time
you should divine
that bees are fat
and owls are brown
then you will know
as do I
time will go
slow
so .... slow.

And if in time 
you should find
that veins are thin
and blood is brown
slow down
slow down.

Then, a time
life's curtain
came crashing ...
and I'm certain
you're asking, 
Why?

..... so am I

Poem Details | by Jonathon Casteel |
Categories: angst, confusion, death, life, sad, people, people,

The thoughts of a bi-polar

Who am I and what am I to say?,
All I've got to do is play,
Along in a game I don't understand,
Make people come to my land,
A deal that you don't think about,
Something thats going to start out,
A trend that will last for years,
Making people come to tears,
Arguing points that don't get across,
Having to deal with a great loss,
This is my life and these are my words,
Circling around like I'm in herds,
Playing games with my head,
Maybe I would be better off dead.

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: death, death of a friend, life, love hurts,

We Are Borrowed

Death usually brings her own rewards.
More hugging and clutching, 
More appreciation,
More reverence,
More laughter.
More respect.
In some ways,
It is the best
Time to love,
A reminder
That we
Are all
Borrowed,
But we
Have to
Be returned.

Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: red, sorrow, sympathy,

A Monoku in Red


 a compassionate moon _ absorbing the suffering of innocents



A Monoku contest hosted by James Edward Lee Sr.
Based on Picture 3
Placed 2nd
7th April, 2018 


Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: death, fear, Lullaby, uplifting,

Death Be But A Lullaby

Death be but a lullaby
which sings the soul to sleep,
calming is thy tender melody
so no more we may weep

Death be but a lullaby
to soothe thy weary head,
once overcome by life's travails
now freely dances with the dead

Death be but a lullaby
how sweetly the reaper sings,
his harmony of heaven uplifts
as if carried upon white wings

Death be but a lullaby
meant to follow right along,
walk behind his hooded robe
this Pied Piper and his song

Death be but a lullaby
to listen to without fear,
when the reaper's tolling bell
comes a'ringing in thy ear.