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Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: angel, april, bereavement, heaven, love, mother daughter, snow,

Your Sacred Soul Still Calms And Comforts Me



Ave-Maria hymns lift you in flight to Heaven’s gate apt angel does ascend and follows lantern's light predawn of night on star-dust wings for spirit a Godsend. On April morn in skies of blue as you besprinkle crystals from your seraph’s wings, by mourning noon soft snowfall does ensue a smoothing swaddle soothing harmed heartstrings. In diamond-dusted frosted filigree so sparkles soulful kisses you bestow for scintillant reflective reverie your glistened gift you send in silvern snow. Beloved mother, sainted entity you hush my cries with snow’s serenity. Susan Ashley December 8, 2017


Poem Details | by brittney lopez |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, adventure, age, allegory, america, angel, angst, animal, anniversary, april, art, august, autumn, baby, baptism, baseball, basketball, beach, beautiful, beauty, bereavement, best friend, betrayal, bible, bird, birth, birthday, black african american, body, books, boyfriend, car, celebration, childhood, children, city, class, computer, conflict, dad, emotions,

This is me

My knees were the things that 
kept me up and my skin is my 
cutting board my eyes are the 
rain clouds to the fire running 
down my arms and my heart is 
the fire place that keeps me 
burning so calm

Poem Details | by brittney lopez |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, allah, allegory, angel, anger, angst, april, art, august, baseball, basketball, best friend, birthday, books, cousin, culture, dad, death, depression, desire, dream, drink, education, emo, eulogy, faith,

Goddess

They say the sun shines on the skin of a goddess her hair dark filled with flowers and her skin of silk,
When you see her don't let her go she will treat u like a god and run her silk hands against the ruffness of your skin she will show u the right way to enlightenment her eyes golden brown so deep you can get lost she can see right through you and know the depth of your soul she will speak words so smooth softer then the wind 
Skin so smooth the sun follows her every move.

Poem Details | by Stephen Parker |
Categories: april, bereavement,

Weeping Cherry Tree

delicate, pale plume
weeping branches bow to earth
winter's eulogy


Poem Details | by JAY JOHNSON |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, africa, age, allah, allegory, allusion, analogy, animal, anniversary, anti bullying, april, arabic, assonance, autumn, baby, beach, best friend, betrayal, bird, birthday, brother, daughter, death, faith, father, hope, life, loss, lost love, mother, nostalgia, religion, satire, sister, son, sympathy,

The Apple PASTURE

DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.



                                               Jay

Poem Details | by Gert W. Knop |
Categories: death

The Death of my Cousin's wife, April 17th 2011

Zum Tod der Frau meines Cousins am 17. April 2011 / The Death of my Cousin's wife, April
17th 2011/ La muerte de la mujer de mi primo en abril 17 de 2011  (Kintaishi)


Ein ausgelöschtes Leben
Die Zeit vorweg genommen
Verschwimmende Gedanken 
Wie Bilder, die verblassen


An annihilated life
Anticipated  in time
And then almost blurring thoughts
Like some fading images


Una vida aniquilada
Anticipado en tiempo 
Borrosos pensamientos
Desvaneciendo imágenes 


Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: adventure, animal, april, autumn, baby, beautiful, beauty, business, caregiving, child, childhood, cowboy-western, dad, dance, dark, death, dedication, devotion, dream, easter, education, faith, family, flower, food, happiness, happy, life, love, miracle, mystery, people, rain, science, seasons, summer, thank you, thanksgiving, tree, tribute, uplifting, work,

Work

Work.
Toil.
The pain I put in the ground.
For such a precious thing.
Corn. 
The family enjoys their meal.
They plant their leftover kernels.
And wait for me to tend to them.
Work. 
An endless cycle in which happiness is born.


©Demand4poetry
21 February 2013

Poem Details | by Amelia Harmon |
Categories: april, beauty, change, death, seasons, snow, spring,

Sakura

Those cloud clad trees
of early spring, too soon do
cover earth with snow.

Poem Details | by Zakhe Michael Mcunu |
Categories: april, courage, death, deep, forgiveness, good night, metaphor,

Time

I want to say good night
But its night as yet to you
I can see darkness now
If maybe you never left

I have to say good night
Darkness has defeated me
Only your love can resurrect me
I am afraid to go now
But I have to go and live under the shads
Love me to my silent place

Good night when you see the moon
Flower me with roses from abandon garden 
Cover me with what i was and be now
Good night sleep with elevated power

Poem Details | by Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. |
Categories: age, april, august, autumn, beautiful, beauty, boat, change, death, february, happy, imagination, introspection, january, journey, july, june, life, nature, november, october, summer, tree, winter,

If I Shall Grow Old 2K13

If these eyes shall become blinded, and if this
hair shall come to be combed thinly and grey;
No, it would not be the end of the world.
I would still see beauty therein this world through
the songs of Crickets and Feathered Songsters.
The breeze would yet whisper and trees still dance.
I would yet smell the freshly bloom of Spring.
I'd still endure Summer's sweltering heat.
I'd yet feel Autumn's leaves crunch 'neath these toes.
I'd still long to be fireside with Winter.
Disabled or not, perhaps I'd yet walk
therein wonderful imagination.
How I'd be forever young at heart!
Then just as one journey came to an end,
I'd indeed greet another with a smile.

Poem Details | by Robert Pettit |
Categories: april, grief, pain,

Another Boston Massacre

On 15 April, this was a horrific episode.
In the afternoon, three bombs would explode.
This happened near the end of the Boston run.
Scores of casualties resulted after the bombing was done.
As least two persons were killed in the process.
This senseless act caused a huge amount of distress.
The responsible party has not come forward.
Whoever you are, you are a spineless coward.

Poem Details | by Milan Georges Burovac |
Categories: absence, angel, anxiety, april, dark, death, god,

Sabbatum Sanctum

sometimes at the other
I am this waiting
this vibrant worthlessness

my cousins think it
my friends imagine it

and a hope of beautiful soul
delivered of his body

a long time absent
during very long Time

he will have died

Poem Details | by Agatha Jetaime |
Categories: april, death, farewell, satire, suicide, symbolism,

Vivaldi

April tuned to Vivaldi's music,
Pour porto into your glass with ease.
Just open gas valve in the kitchen 
And breathe... 

Poem Details | by teddy BArnabas |
Categories: africa, animal, april, august, baseball, bereavement, bird,

Slowly my problems change for better


My troubles dim over time. 
As I age everything gets well.
I wrote my previous story in a letter for people to tell. 
In the end everything did end swell. 
Eventually my troubles all die. 

Poem Details | by Gerard Keogh Jr. |
Categories: death, history, places, sad

Oklahoma City, April 19th, 1995

One dark, debase moment of human deceit,
Explodes bloody carnage down into the street.
Wallets and windows fly, smoking and smashed.
Marrow and metal land, mangled and mashed.
Fragments in coffins, sealed soft in this earth.
Prayers pronounce endings too soon after birth.
Witness the mothers, who shriek names and weep,
Then credit the Devil. His hands need no sleep.

Poem Details | by Kesha Mashaw |
Categories: death, funny

If Looks Could Kill (April Fool's Day)

Pure hatred
Venomous looks

Poisonous voices
Arsenic hearts

Just remember
You don't want to be

My enemy

I'm dangerous
Looks can kill

Stab in the back
Gun hidden

Don't look away
You might miss me

I'm your enemy

So just be aware
I'm hunting you

Witchcraft
Dungeons

I'll find you
Count on it because

It's April Fool's Day!   ;-)

Poem Details | by john loving iii |
Categories: death

Dear April

dear april,
this is just a note
to let you know
my heart is aching
and it really shows
i look at your pictures
and see your smiles
i think of you
and it helps a while
your eyes seem to 
stare at me
as if to say something 
a look that says so errily
"i'm in heaven because i believed"
i wonder if you have 
a picture of me
is it sad or is it happy
i wonder if you know 
how i feel right now
the something on my face  
is not a smile
a runny nose 
to match my eyes
a head bowed over
while it cries
now you have a picture of me

Poem Details | by Deb Adams |
Categories: april, environment, flower, grief, march, may, spring,

Spring is Coming Soon

Soon I’ll be sneezing.
Plenty of tissues in hand.
Rather than sniffing
In the fresh air.
Naps with Benedryl
Give some relief.

Injections for allergies
Simply caused more grief.

Crazed with discomfort and
Options so few,
My nose needs a miracle
If one comes in view. 
Newly cut 
Grass is a big achoo, too.

Spring is the culprit that
Outjinxes me.  She
Opts to sprout blooms that are
Never scent free.

March 23, 2017

Poem Details | by PJ Gongora |
Categories: april, death, funeral, humanity, poverty, society, youth,

Poverty

T’was him I saw the day that precedeth,
The child whose labor eats and hunger beats.
His bony body lays covered by death
Eyes wide open, a vague sudden defeat.

Was it fate that killed an innocent lad
Or it is us who did none but pity?
Does God hear him whispering his hearts bad
So His loving hands took him silently?

Poverty a chronic disease we dwell,
On account of love, the love I hate most!
Lo, in money and power down we fell!
Strong rises above while weak takes all costs.

Justice, behold! Where is your presence flow?
Rain on this child poverty so bestowed.

Poem Details | by teddy BArnabas |
Categories: america, animal, april, august, baseball, bereavement, bird,

My disliking has grown


My passion is burning with hate. 
I dislike the environment I am in. 
Perhaps it is the surrounding. 
It may be the results of my past sins. 
I show a strong resentment with dis-taste

Poem Details | by Edgar R. Eslit |
Categories: april, bereavement, blessing, eulogy, faith, fantasy, farewell,

Tears In Silent Words

She was turning back
The sigh is so deep
And the silence is deafening.
While she's leaving home,
She hates bidding goodbye
But those who love her noticed
The tears in her silent words

Poem Details | by Crystal Keehn |
Categories: april, childhood, death, family, god, history, love,

To Write Or Not To Write

To write, or not to write?
'Tis not a question at all.
Write about anything big, or small.

To write, or not to write?
'Tis such a foolish thing to ask,
Write about the future, the present, or the past.

To write, or not to write?
'Tis a ridiculous thought.
Write about peace, and many wars fought.

To write, or not to write?
I shall indulge it no more.
For I will write about life, love, and much much more.

Poem Details | by Edward Ibeh |
Categories: april, grief, how i feel, moving on, wind,

April Wind

April wind, my dear friend
I cannot find solace
Without you
Invade my solitude
Stay awhile and let me feel you
On my mind, body, and soul
Bear testimony to the lingering ache
Still swirling deep in my heart
Take it with you
Blow off sawdusts of recurring pain
All traces and hues of it
Whisper a soothing symphony
Whistle it softly into my ear
To lift this melancholy veil
To make this grief wound of mine
That is fresh and still bleeds 
Close sooner than later



Date written and posted: 04/09/2017

Poem Details | by Kirsten Greer |
Categories: death

April Fear

with little warning
with no time
just one blink
just one chime

some just waited 
a lot went to hide
few believed 
few died

as the clouds swormed
hearts were torn
as debris fell
all people yell

April disaster
lives gone
April fear 
nothing near


Poem Details | by teddy BArnabas |
Categories: africa, america, animal, april, august, baseball, bereavement,

A complete change in my life

My life has taken a U-turn.
Everything I expected turned the polar opposite way. 
Nothing I ever expected to stay the same was the same. 
It is a mystery why nothing completely went away. 
To the complete opposite I learned