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Poem Details | by nancy stoy |
Categories: children, death, december, farewell, murder, school, tribute,

december day

December day

There are no words that we can say,
About the tragedy that happened on that December day.
When an elementary school came under attack
And all those little lives will never come back.

Our hearts cry out and eyes fill with tears,
For the parents who now have to face their worst fears.
Their child is gone taken away
On that tragic December day.

Innocent children from age’s five to ten,
What could they have possibly done to meet such a tragic end.
And to the teachers whose lives were also lost,
You protected the children and paid the ultimate cost.

written by nancy stoy


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 Ann Foster |
Categories: cute, december, grave, irony, light, magic, metaphor,

Cockleburs

Cockleburs

Small green weeds, 
with little seed pots, 
that stick to your socks. 

They travel with you, 
to the next place, 
that God wants them to go. 
Not all things are useful, 
but some are to be used. 
This is an explanation, 
regarding green things.

They are the first, 
to break through the snow. 
Dandelions... don't you know. 
One of many, 
every kind, 
sticking up through 
rocks, new vines. 

Bees, 
hungry for spring...
and the newness of life. 
Our King, 
his Presence in everything!

The very large, the incredibly small, 
His Hand is upon it all. 
You and me, 
weeds set free...
living just to see, 
His majesty. 

Poem Details | by J.W. Earnings |
Categories: absence, angst, beauty, care, change, confusion, courage, dark, death, death of a friend, december, dedication, depression, desire, devotion, dream, friendship, future, heart, heartbroken, vanity,

Rest in Peace, Dear Friend

Flowers wilt
Dead carcasses are buried
Loved ones mourn

Rest in peace,
Your life on earth is no more…
Farewell, friend


Poem Details | by James Cottrell |
Categories: courage, december, funeral, history, memory, military, war,

My Thought's of Pearl Harbor

During the time of our sleep
When not even mice would make sounds
The planes they did creep
Hunting their targets like savage hounds
And when they struck
The ground it rumbled
There was no time to duck
As the ships crumbled
Men and women died that day
Which made many families blue
They had awaken the USA
Even though we started World War Two
That day in December 1941
A new strenght had been born

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 Cole Banner |
Categories: angel, change, dark, death, december, eulogy, funeral, grave, grief, pain, religious, sympathy,

Stairway to Heaven

I stare upon December's moon,
and wonder why some leave so soon.
When news hits us like shattered glass...
Can we believe what's come to pass?
When we aren't meant to understand...
Then who are we to judge God's plan?
As he sifts through the sands of time...
Was this really by design?
Will we get from here to there,
and know it when we do?
Will we greet our flesh and blood,
and those we never knew?
Remember those that mean the most,
and hear their voices ring.
Then shut your eyes...and listen close,
and you'll hear an angel sing...
 
 
Copyright © 2007

 

Poem Details | by RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY |
Categories: death, december,

haiku december 4

frothy wave's end run
naked bodies nestled hourglass
moon-ray on buttocks 












© rajat kanti chakrabarty

Poem Details | by Karissa Kelley |
Categories: child, death, feelings, grief, heartbroken, how i feel, loss, lost love, my child, sad, son,

December the 8th

I used to have an eerie feeling
Of a certain date

Never knowing
Why I felt that way

I had even said
There was something
About it
But I could never
Wrap my head around it.

Such a curious thing to wonder
Why a date in your head
Would be stuck on
For you to ponder

But I realized
I'd come to hate 
That date
Later in my life
When you met your fate
You were taken from me
On December
The 8th
Is it a coincidence
Or a prediction
Of fate?

Oh how...
How much I hate
The date
Of December... 
December
The 8th.

Poem Details | by Aiden Asoll |
Categories: adventure, age, beauty, birth, change, death, december, depression, environment, winter,

The Snow

Snow burdened the weary leaves,
Drooping in view of the shivered fence.
There I sat blushing my knuckles,
Uncertain of movement around this chair.

I remember the etching stone,
With silent squeaks,
That circled my brain.
Grievingly aware of departing clouds.

There I sat with no muscle,
To find with sight a consuming abyss.
Littered with glinting, white eyes;
Like a madness scatters nails.

And then dark oversee,
Dark, blackest light
Spat out my eyes...

Burn an old barrel.

Snow burdened these weary leaves,
And I surveyed the depth of the fence.
For now I may hang out my hands,
Sitting alone on this frozen park bench.

Poem Details | by Manya Saxena |
Categories: absence, death, december, depression, heartbreak, heartbroken, winter,

Just Fine

Are you okay?
(I have my skin stretched up to my cheeks,
Have my blood spilled all around,
Have my heart crushed enough to bleed tears,
Have my soul ripped from the inside,
Have my life ruined,
Have died infinite times )
Yeah! Am fine....

Poem Details | by Ricky Brown |
Categories: december, grief,

The Setting Sun of Yesterday

Gone too far away,you can’t hear me call,
Beginnings to the end ,I stall,
I wish you were more than,
The setting sun of yesterday
Where do you hide on such a rainy day Monday,
I see now ,it wouldn’t be Heaven without you,
I patiently wait for you,
You who has recently gone,
Only a memory to spare,I wish I had known you more.

Poem Details | by Probir Gupta |
Categories: blue, december, environment, grief, i miss you, winter,

IN WINTER

It is winter here
Leaves are filling in the space
Looking for some grace
   
        ****
The sun meets the tree
Seeks a warm hug from its bough
It comes back empty
    
        ****
Just the other day
Found the tree merrymaking
Now moans in dismay
    
        ****
Trees sigh in the wind
Reality is so hard
Trampled are the birds

    
        ****
The crushed time moves on
The chocolate will return
Let’s smile for the dawn
_________________________

Poem Details | by Teenage Frustrations |
Categories: angst, christmas, death, december, depression, emotions, evil, goodbye, how i feel, life, loneliness, lonely, lost, me, suicide,

Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas
And all through the house not a single noise could 
be heard
For, you see, the only one up
Had practise of being quiet 
even when she's screaming inside
With hand over mouth,
and tears streaming down her face
She silently sobbed the night away
The only festive colour running from her wrists
The only thing she wanted for Christmas
Was to be dead.

Poem Details | by Christopher Looper |
Categories: death, winter,

Life's December

A faint hint of spruce
Winter’s bite, it’s just no use
St. Peter brings Spring. 

Poem Details | by Michelle Born |
Categories: dad, day, death, december, father, funeral, poems,

The Promise





You always said you are not promised tomorrow
And now we know a life lossed can bring much sorrow,

How can it be you were here and now you are gone
We on earth feel hurt that will stay with us very long,

From Morning till night the pain is always there
To have loved some one so much and now hard to bare,

The loss we feel will subside one day
But, until then you will be missed every single way.


Written By: Unique Poetry...2012

Poem Details | by Nick Ruff |
Categories: dark, death, december, night, winter,

Winter Chill

A ride down dark December streets,
All white and thick with snowy drifts,
And for a passing moment all the world
Is still beneath deep Winter’s icy shroud

And in the calm where my soul finds repose,
I feel a mix of longing and of dread,
Half-wishing to be covered and forgot,
And fade away below the frigid sky

I hear her whisper darkly in the night,
Inviting me to lie forever there,
Upon her frozen bed embalmed in white,
So softly wrapped in cold and icy sheets

But soon I see her voice is just the wind,
And her caress is but the falling snow,
As I begin to head for heat and home,
And shiver on the way to warm my bones.

Poem Details | by Michelle Born |
Categories: angel, christian, dad, death, december, grief, i miss you,

Missing You


I came to visit you today
It doesn't seem like a year has passed since you went away,

I miss seeing you and knowing you are not here
You are an angel some where up there,

I should feel lucky to have had you for so long
Most children don't even have a dad and that is so wrong,

You always would say; your not promised tomorrow
And you were right I have never felt such sorrow,

Every day now seems so precious to me
Knowing that any second could be the last if is meant to be.

Written By: Unique Poetry.....2012...In memory of my Dad...

Poem Details | by Michelle Born |
Categories: angel, bible, dad, death, december, father, grief,

Life Is Short




Life can change on a dime
Who would of thought in such a short time,

Happy and Healthy you once were
Then all at once it seemed like such a blur,

We never thought that this could happen to you
But, as time went on none of us never knew,

That in six months the angels would come calling
You knew it when it was time that is why you kept stalling.


Written By: Unique Poetry 2012...

Poem Details | by Ari Ing |
Categories: absence, blue, death, december, depression, i miss you, loss,

The Snowy Blues

I stand sadly by my window
Watching as winter once again
Claims all that surrounds me

I once loved this season
Of icy snow, wool socks, 
And fires to keep me warm

But now I dread stepping outside
For I know I will never again
See your footprints next to mine

-ARI

Poem Details | by randy johnson |
Categories: christmas, death, december, love, mother son,

Merry Christmas, Mom - Part 3

The last Christmas that we spent together was three years ago.
When you died it hurt me incredibly, it was a devastating blow.
The love that I felt for you was wonderful, it was extraordinary.
Sadly, to be able to spend another Christmas with you, I would have to spend it in the cemetery.
Christmas isn't as good as it once was because we're not together.
I still carry you in my heart and I promise that I'll love you forever.

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

Poem Details | by CHICANO EDDIE |
Categories: death, death of a friend, december, deep, desire, drink, drug,

BEHOLDEN

"BEHOLDEN"


three decades ago,
something died
inside of me.
how grateful I have
been.


By: Chicano Eddie
9-28-2016

Poem Details | by Christina Wiliams |
Categories: loss, tree, light, december, light, tree,

POEM NUMBER ONE IN MEMORY OF DUSTIN

*** In memory of FRIEND'S  son Dustin, I have decided to write a poem each day up to December 9. For December 9 is the anniversary of his death. I didn't know Dustin, but I wish I did. Here is poem #1.



He pushes back the curtains to  let the light shine to your heart.

He hugs you tightly as a feeling of air is felt on your body.

He is in your heart,

Helping you to shine your light towards others.

He is part of your eyes,

helping you to see the beautifulness that he has left behind for you to show to others.

Dustin was a gift.

Something that was to wonderful to be set in a box,

But something that should be on a tree shining down on us like a Christimas  tree angel.

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: car, dark, death, december, deep, journey, kiss, lost, love, mystery, relationship, romance, romantic, sad, sad love, silence, sorrow, spiritual, surreal, travel,

The Crash

is it love,
asked the passenger to the driver,
that brings a cloud and a mountain together? 

was it the kiss in reply, 
asked one cop to another,
that caused the crash
on that foggy morning in December?




Poem Details | by Stewart Watkins |
Categories: appreciation, beautiful, death, december, solitude, weather, winter,

Haiku 122

The land is barren
Oh mercury is falling
Jack has made it back