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Poem Details | by Etienne Lariviere |
Categories: allah, angel, angst, bereavement, freedom, funeral,

Je suis Charlie

Translation below (in progress)


Celui qui n'a pas de cœur
Ne doit jamais reposer en paix

He who has no heart
Will never rest in peace


J’étais Charlie

De ma tombe
Mon âme pleure encore rouge
L’encre coule encore
Arrosage des fleurs ci-dessus
Les fleurs, fortes et belles
Elles doivent étouffer vos manières diaboliques
J'étais Charlie, je suis Charlie, Charlie toujours
Dans ma tombe
je ris
vous perdez

I was Charlie

In my tomb
my soul still cries red
the ink still flows
Above the flowers grow
the flowers strong and beautiful
they shall choke your evil ways
I was Charlie, I am Charlie, Charlie forever
In my grave
I laugh
You lose





Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: bereavement, loss, love,

My Heart Beats For You

Walking aimlessly through the woods
Searching for that spot we once stood
Pouring out my heart and my tears
Reliving memories of those special years

Red and orange and purple from green
Rich autumn colors, a sight to be seen
The winds of change quickly blowing in
With it a new chapter will soon begin

Not ready to give up, I can't let go
Where am I headed, where will I blow
Lost without you, what am I to do
Darling, my heart is still beating for you

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 Lycia Harding |
Categories: assonance, bereavement, dark, death, funeral, jealousy, money,

Parasite

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The widow, dressed in glossy black,	
glides from the shadows at the back.	
A veil lies slack across her face	
to mask the grief her features lack.	

Possessed of an insectile grace,	
she sidles to the open case	
and like the reptile smile she bares,	
this too, serves to defile the place.	

Since jealousy insures she cares
less for his death than for her shares,
obsession next finds her engrossed
in leaving with the gold he wears.

A parasite, she'll man her post
and feed from this depleted host 
'til she believes she's bled the most
she can from his departed ghost.
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Poem Details | by Maureen McGreavy |
Categories: bereavement, bird, muse,

Disappearing Ink





               

                                A sky without birds ~
                                Is a poem without words










11/9/2019

Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: bereavement, birth,

Tanka 2 about The Cherry Blossom and Life

on melting snow first cherry blossom withers too soon mum ties pink ribbons to the white casket Or on melting snow first cherry blossom withers too soon mum unties ribbons from empty cot-bed
Inspired by Chris`tanka contest,not for the contest

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: bereavement, farewell, flower, rose,

Weep Not For Withered Petals


Each day another velvet petal fell Like somber tears from weeping eyes A perfect flower was severed to quell It lay withering as it drooped and died Perfect flower, from bud to bloom Sweet-scented rose, it was no wonder That stifled in that sepulcher room You were enshrined, awaiting plunder Sadness lingers in me over your demise Withered petals are always a cause for pain But I'll remember you without tears in my eyes The memory of your fragrance shall remain

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 Nadia Steel |
Categories: baby, bereavement, child, death, loss, mother, spoken word,

Still Called Mother

My body is a graveyard.
I buried you inside this defective womb.
I am less than a woman.
My flesh a fertile tomb.
Tiny ghost.
I will never hold you.

My baby is crying.
My baby is crying and no one can hear their haunting wail but me.
Night after night.
Hush now.
Shhh, 
Momma loves you.
Inviting this emotional decay,
I am damaged.

My heart is in the ground with you, dear one. 
This body betrayed me.
The space between these hips, 
Now an empty cradle.
That gentle heartbeat,
Faltered,
Ceased.

I am always with you.
Child,
Deceased.
My soul gently rocks you,
As you sleep.
When the fragile heart stops beating,
Are you still called mother?

Poem Details | by Richard Lamoureux |
Categories: beauty, bereavement, childhood, suicide,

When you

When you smiled
I thought "How beautiful you are."
When you cried
I witnessed the depth of you
When you were angry
I recognized that you had been hurt
When you laughed
I could feel you healing
When you played
I remembered how to be a child
When you danced
I felt my heart beating
When you left
I wished I had known you better..

Poem Details | by PATRICIA CRESSWELL |
Categories: bereavement,

of ghosts and relationships

of ghosts and relationships 

when we meet again
I need to talk to you
to say things like goodbye.

use words that have eaten me
slowly
as they formed one syllable at a time
grown from tears of thought 
eked out over eons 
of loving you.

I watched you disappear one cell
then another
until you became so thinned
so fine
sun shone through
you were but a shadow
on the bedroom wall

yes promises were made
how long ago?
yesterday perhaps
when dinosaurs roamed the backyard
the moon was huge in a soft young heart
eyes scryer for the future
yet
could only see your face

I said I would never leave
but
just remembered 
you were never  really there.

Poem Details | by Maureen McGreavy |
Categories: bereavement, mental illness,

RIP Me



No longer myself

Definitions
Do change over time

I did not know 
Who I was 
Then

Now
I do

With the sadness that comes
When you learn of the death
Of an old friend



***

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: bereavement, love,

Grip to Hope

A desire of truth only his pleasant warmth can provide comfort. As I age tears and disquiet are my reward. I'm saddened by reality. I, an old brittle woman has lost sketched from memory, crystal sparks adoring our life all replaced with winter's sleep and loneliness. For I am weak, searching, reaching for what is, really is. Drowning, struggling through the chilly winds with aching darkness. Day after dark day, my home, a sealed coffin; in a bitter resentment detestable world. Crazed, I gaze out at verge of night at the gnarled sky and beyond and grip to hope unwilling to let go. 1/13/2020
Aching

Poem Details | by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: bereavement, grave, husband, loss, love, memory,

TAPESTRY OF LIFE, AN ELEGY





             Tapestry of Life


In the still graveyard overlooking San Francisco Bay.
Her husband's young body doth rot and in profound 
silence lay.

Overlooking that city, where he married his young wife.
Who now recalls the beauty of his all too short, vibrant life.

The many walks on those heavenly hills, the poetry they read.
The coffee shops of North Beach, alas, their aromatic memories
So dreamy in her bowed, widowed head.

She stills dons her inexpensive, gold wedding ring to this very 
minute.
And when she touches it, all the magical love they shared~
still sings in it!



            December 28, 2019

Poem Details | by johny roberts |
Categories: bereavement, best friend, devotion, farewell, heartbreak, mom,

Where did you go

Where did you go?

Where did you go?
Yesterday you were here,

But now you lie still
Your eyes closed,

Gentle face,
Facing up towards the sky,
Up towards the stars,

I know this is the way of things,
That we must all one day let go!

But still, we cry out,
Where did you go?

Your laugh, your knowing eyes,

Waiting for us,
Welcoming us with a smile,

It seems so clear,
standing here,

so quiet,

No more machines
clicking,
Everything surrendered,

We never knew how much time
was left?

But now we know,
It’s passed,

And as we push back your hair,
We see,

It’s time to
let you
go.

John Roberts (dedicated to my beautiful Mum)

Poem Details | by Connie Williamson |
Categories: bereavement,

Heaven Took You Away

Scent Heaven took you away
I've asked GOD, every single day, 
to send you back to me, helplessly I pray. 
I am so heartbroken, hopelessly going through the motions of my life. 
Angrily denying that Heaven took you from me, Heaven took my Daddy away. 
Now that your gone, it's so hard to carry on. Eleven years now it's been, it doesn't seem that long ago. No one knows what this loss has done to me, I am not alive sometimes it seems. I'm a ghost to those around me
desperately I struggle just to get through each day, ever since Heaven took you away.

Poem Details | by David O'Haolin Whalen |
Categories: bereavement, children,

If Only For A Little While

Your children only hold your hand For a little while Before they push you away But there’ll come a day When they’ll likely say “Hold my hand, don’t go away” Hold my hand a little longer “Please stay!” “please stay!” …”Please stay”…

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, bereavement, death, longing, magic,

Mega Death

All my friends have..... gone
Underground ....... they rest at my bare feet
Leaves blowing sequestered on this barren earth
Grey skies melodies of wistful sad notes
Lovers too... have died on me
.....underground they lie
The heart is a terrible cavern of loss
Alone, I amble to and fro
Knowing full well
I too have died
Infinite is
Death
My judgment soon to arrive ............underground

Poem Details | by May Fenn |
Categories: bereavement, death, funeral, loss, obituary, sorrow,

Death is not the End

Death is not the end,
For love goes on
And you will find the evidence
Long after I have gone.
The flowers that we planted
Will blossom without end,
You’ll find me in their beauty
As to their needs you tend.
The books we read together,
The laughter in the pages,
Will continue to give pleasure
To you throughout the ages.
So do not mourn my passing
You are not left alone,
You’ll always find me waiting
In the places we have known.
The bond that grew between us
Will not abate with time,
It will go on for always,
I’m yours and you are mine.

Poem Details | by Daniel Turner |
Categories: bereavement, sad love,

Our Time Together

I loved our time together late at night
Love's sanctuary in each others arms
Unwinding and unraveling what's tight
Those years I spent succumbing to your charms

Initially, those hills we climbed were rough
Our boundaries were drawn with compromise
That look you gave me when you'd had enough
Approval of my worth in ardent sighs

But now to mem'ries I've become a slave
Each day I live, I pray to be my last
To sleep beside you even in my grave
Reclaiming love that saved me in the past

The love you gave still warms my broken heart
It's lonely picking up the scattered parts.


    an original poem by Daniel Turner




Poem Details | by James Marshall Goff |
Categories: bereavement,

Zombies

Zeal uncontained, needing quarantine
Oscillating rigor mortis, feigned or real
Madness, the only description saleable
Both for actors and non actors alike
Invested in the runaway train consumers
Enjoy at the expense of real tragedy
Shuttered from public view, until it's not


10/15/14

Poem Details | by James Peranteau |
Categories: bereavement,

The burn in mine eyes

I thought of the pass of I
flooding 
…your eyes
 
your strong arms lowering
…mine casket

I thought of the days
daze
…you would sigh

Of the prose and rhymes of 
the me
…you would cast 

Yet here
now
are my prayers to Jehovah;
to relieve
the burn in 
…mine eyes 




*Nathaniel my dear nephew,
sleep peacefully

Poem Details | by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories: anger, angst, bereavement, death, death of a friend, funeral, goodbye,

I Cannot Look

I cannot look I will not look 
That’s not you inside

Jaws of life are roaring
Trying to cut you free
Crimson are the car seats
Tears are all I see 

I cannot look I will not look 
That’s not you inside

That body in the white bed
With tubes all hanging out
We all just stand in horror
While doctors run about

I cannot look, I will not look
That’s not you inside

I’ve already seen the bandage 
Wrapped around your head
I will not look inside the box
Now your eternal bed

I can’t look I will not look 
That’s not you inside

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
09.23.2014
Contest: The Poet III 
Gautami Phookan

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, bereavement, imagery, introspection, lost, philosophy,

Face

I walk through the life of silent dreams
A museum of sorts
I passed by my reflection
Not a mirror in site
I was horrified
As I stared into my face
No, no, I could not
My eyes could not view such horrors
Shut tight for fear of light
The journey was long ago
Where emotions floated or not
The soul fell into the sea

I belong to no one
Thus they say I am free

I belong no where
Thus I am in a prison

I float inside a bottle
Like a goldfish in bowl
Waiting to be painted

Knowing too well
The drawing will never be done

The wilted rose shall weep
One more time

For the face no one shall seek
Incomplete

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: bereavement, dedication, farewell,

Thanksgiving

One red candle of dying flame
I pour one glass of Bordeaux, into yesterday
A meal for one, as autumn leaves become undone
A sad clown’s face
Reflects back to me
Thanksgiving is lonely
When all your friends are dead