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Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: christmas, grief, missing you, sad,

SAD CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU

There’s an empty space at the table I have a ready meal for one It’s the first year without you I can’t prepare a meal Now I’m on my own I’m grief stricken Sweet angel I miss You. This Christmas I’m alone. My family Live so far away They sent me some presents But they remain un-opened There’s bound to be white handkerchiefs … They’ll be useful to mop up my tears. Checked with how many syllables - 45 per stanza It’s Christmas Time Again Contest Sponsored by Broken Wings 11-28-17


Poem Details | by Jerry T Curtis |
Categories: analogy, celebration, christmas, eulogy, metaphor, satire, symbolism,

Chistmas Little

In a little public park
In the little town of Small
There's a little village square
Large enough to hold them all

And they meet there once each year
As they make their little plans 
To take a little bit of time ,
And do as little as they can

So they'll give it little thought
And then say a little prayer
Soon, in a little while
Very little of them cared

Then they give a little greeting
Unwrap a little gift
And do a little eating 
To receive a little lift

When they feel a little better
Lying in their little beds
They'll be dreaming very little
In their very little heads






Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: bereavement, christmas, depression,

MY FIRST CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU

A snowy blanket lies on the ground as I visit your grave on Christmas Day, it’s my very first Christmas without you cancer cruelly snatched your life away We had so little precious time together, as you lay dying you made me your wife; when we whispered our vows we were crying I promised to love you for the rest of your life This year there won’t be any presents I’ve not bothered with a Christmas tree, I’m struggling to cope with depression my life’s so unbearable now it’s just me FICTION POEM A Sad Christmas - December 2018 Writing Challenge - Poetry Contest Sponsored by Dear Heart 12/5/18

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: christmas, death, heartbroken, loneliness, loss, mother son, sad,

SAD CHRISTMAS



His mother just passed
He didn’t know how he’d go on
She’d been his everything
Most loyal friend he ever had
The love she had for him
She always said undying
But here she was gone
He never felt more alone
Immune to sounds and
Christmas lights 
Who’d lost their sparkle



Submitted on December 11, 2018, for contest 'A SAD CHRISTMAS' - DECEMBER 2018 WRITING CHALLENGE sponsored by DEAR HEART - RANKED 2ND


Poem Details | by Sandra Adams |
Categories: christmas, death, december, father, holiday,

Laden in white

thoughts
spiraling
like this snow
in the lash
of december's
bitter breath

downcast eyes
watching
the leaves
gathered
at your grave
laden in white
as they admit
defeat

i struggle
to breathe
in this air
as it kisses
back
with
death's lips

knocked
on my knees
oppressed
memories
waft
in the swells
of eyes
as i lay
a wreath
of emotions
by your side

i sidle
glancing back
as i leave
my only
christmas
spirit
behind


Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: christmas, death, death of a friend,

a death at christmas

a death at Christmas
somehow sadder than others
nonsensically

Poem Details | by Isaiah Zerbst |
Categories: absence, assonance, bereavement, christmas, kiss,

The Sad Past

Little did I know
Our mistletoe kiss that night
By the Christmas tree
Would be the last kiss we shared
And then you left forever


*My first attempt at an assonant poem. 
Those familiar with assonance please comment and let me know how I did.*

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: christmas, dream, earth day, easter, education, england, environment, eulogy, farewell,

Beach

swishwhirling
sand burns on the skin but you
find relief nearby

Poem Details | by Tim Ryerson |
Categories: christmas, grief, joy,

On That Day - Christmas 2009

Like most we wandered and wavered
and fell for the devil's wily ways
But not on that day
On that day all sins were forgiven
Curses dissolved into blessings
Tension melted in the glow of good will
Evil evaporated in the light of truth
Grief fell victim to delight
Death succumbed to life

Sipping on Eggnog spiked with Rum
Hugging our sons and our daughters
Gently scolding wayward grandchildren
Slapping old friends on the back
Bragging and telling tall tales
Laughing hysterically at our lies

On that day there were no missing pieces
On that day the wounded world was healed
On that blessed and blissful day
it all made sense












Poem Details | by Isaiah Zerbst |
Categories: angel, birth, christmas, death, jesus, sad love,

Emmanuel

A royal King was born, Emmanuel --
Down by His manger men and angels fell;
But he did not within a palace dwell,
Instead he came to save our souls from hell.

The years had passed and death was coming nigh;
He bore His cross while Mary softly cried:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.

A mother's tears no words could ever tell --
As one by one at Jesus' feet they fell:
What pain to watch her Son so slowly die,
While wishing Him a tearful last goodbye.


~Listen to the music that these lyrics were written to at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcMaxo0OaZo

Poem Details | by Les Pruitt |
Categories: christian, christmas, courage, death, easter, family, fear, home, hope, inspirational, jesus, life, lonely, love, spiritual,

WHY ARE WE HERE

Copyright © 2012 
12/17/2012 
(A Purpose So Clear) 

Like children we fear 
  In secret a somber tear 

Like learning to walk 
 Babies listen to talk 

And reach for a hand 
  To help them stand 

This too, we all must do 
  By HIS Hand made anew 


by: LP


Poem Details | by ness tillson |
Categories: bible, christian, christmas, courage, creation, death, god, metaphor, mystery, mythology, philosophy, poems, psychological, spiritual, wisdom,

The Promise

When meanings have been broken,
When your cross has been uncrossed,
When the reasons that you gave me,
In the labyrinth have been lost.
When your house has been emptied,
When your bedroom is swept clean,
I will come and wake you,
From your long and endless dream.

more at http://labyrinthoflies.com

Poem Details | by RUDOLPH RINALDI |
Categories: birthday, christmas, death, journey, life, success,

it is just

it is just
a matter
of time

Poem Details | by Deb Wilson |
Categories: bereavement, christmas, husband,

Tragic Holidays


  Her soul mate is gone.
     Cancer took him from her world.
        Her sad eyes tell all.   
          Christmas will not be the same.
            His sweet touch far from her now.

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, christmas, death, december, introspection, romantic, sad,

Christmas Tears

Christmas lights
Lonely nights
Carols with voices bright
Snow falling oh so white

Memories of a long ago past
Time travels oh so fast
Childhood dreams always last
Inside my loneliness... so vast

She melted my heart long ago
Memories of her linger in snow
Storms come as the north winds blow
My heart bleeds at the grave below

Poem Details | by Smail Poems |
Categories: abuse, age, angel, baby, baptism, beach, bereavement, bird, black african american, body, bullying, cancer, candy, car, cat, character, child, christmas, confusion, creation, day, dedication, discrimination,

Bear

Big blundering beast
Poor fish have no chance whatsoever
Neither does the slowest runner in your group

Poem Details | by Franco Gonza |
Categories: cat, death, winter,

A Christmas Memory



A truant blizzard's hurl allowed shadows hide
when the night was pale. And all the dark ravens yelled
as I buried my cat, last year, frozen and dead. That all
the lilies of in between, wailed of my Christmas eulogy.


For the contest, A Christmas Memory,
Sponsor, Broken Wings
Nov 21, 2015
From Franco Gonza

Poem Details | by Eve Roper |
Categories: bereavement, child, , cute,

A Christmas Memory

A Christmas Memory Twenty one,cute as a button, long auburn hair, thin as a twig, and a beautiful smile Planning your future with your son with hope to change your lifestyle A few days before the holidays your future comes to life and your son was left alone Your lifestyle caused your departure living your son to make the change on his own By: Eve Roper 11/24/2015 For the contest: "A Christmas Memory" Sponsor Broken Wings

Poem Details | by Brenda Rose |
Categories: bereavement, bird, christmas, emotions, friendship, love, symbolism,

The Magical Dove

This Christmas I have something
That’s magical for you and me
I so want to share it with you
So open this box and you will see.

There’s two turtle doves inside
Now please place one in your hand
And I will take the other
To help you understand.

You keep one and so will I
And best friends we’ll always be
No matter how far you go away
Hold the dove and you’ll see me.

And if you’re lonely and in need
Just send it back to me
Alone you will not be for long
Because that’s where I will be.

So now you know the story
How they tenderly hold our love
I’m talking about the magic
Of the magical turtle dove!

Brenda Elizabeth Rose

Poem Details | by arthur vaso |
Categories: art, christmas, cinderella, death, lost love, love,

Montage un

Castle of Dreams

Lutes and violins
Gothic dreams, pleasures of sin
Recited poetry
In my chamber of fire
Wine distills lulled memories
She evaporates
Into my mind

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: christmas, death, dedication, holiday, mom, son,

Merry Christmas, Mom - Part 2

If people ask me if my Christmas will be merry,
My answer to them will be "Not very."
The last Christmas when you were still alive was back in 2012.
My brother and I no longer have you and it's hard on ourselves.

I would give anything if I could spend another Christmas with you.
I know that you'd also love to spend another Christmas with me too.
My life would never be the same on the day when you were dead and buried.
I wish you a Merry Christmas, Mom but sadly, my Christmas won't be merry.

[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]

Poem Details | by Julie Grenness |
Categories: angst, cancer, death, health, heartbreak, loss, sympathy,

THIS CHRISTMAS

This Christmas we want a cure for Cancer....
Cancer, that grave callous dancer,
We've all been touched by Cancer's Grim Reaper,
This a malady that knows no barriers,
This Christmas we want health and happiness,
Young Einsteins, it's your issue to address,
A cure for Cancer would surely bless,
That's what we all want to say,
F.U. Cancer, begone by Christmas Day.

Poem Details | by Alex Riker |
Categories: christmas, death, grandfather, life, love, miss you, poetry,

The Perfect Christmas Gift

The perfect gift
Is often a myth
It's clearly out of reach

You're already gone
Never to respawn
But listen to me preach

The best gift of all
Is hearing your call
And having you back with me

It's been too long
I wrote us a song
I wish you were here to see

Christmas is about love
The innocence of a dove
But also family

Grandpa that's you
We all know it's true
I fall right under your tree

You are my gift
That one wish
I'll glance up at the moon

I'll blow you a kiss
It'll never miss
Grandpa I'll see you soon
                                                                -










Poem Details | by Tammy Armstrong |
Categories: bereavement, christmas, tree,

Christmas Without a Tree

No carolling minstrels
No sparkles or tinsel.
The Grinch has a lot of good points.

Just, “how bloody awful
To not have some baubles.”
Bah! Scrooge would be proud of this joint.

My carols are wails
During holiday sales
I'll do just fine here without her.

My sparkles are tears
Every damn year
That I tossed out her favorite old Conifer.

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: christmas, dad, death, friend, holiday, mother,

The Best Christmas Present That I've Ever Received

For the last two Christmases, I have grieved.
But in 2012 my friend gave me the best Christmas present that I've ever received.
She gave me a ride to Sneedville so that I could spend Christmas with Mom and Dad.
I was a very fortunate person but sadly, just several months later I lost what I had.
I had no idea that within a matter of months that both Mom and Dad would both be dead.
I spent the last Christmas with my parents, there would be no Christmases ahead.
If Tammy hadn't given me that ride, I wouldn't have been able to be with Mom and Dad on Christmas.
This time of the year is no longer easy for me because what happened filled my heart with darkness.