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death, eulogy, funny,
I slipped on a teardrop and landed in a laugh...
Who knew my tragic ending would have a happy half?
Please chuckle at my funeral and make my epitaph:
"I slipped on a teardrop and landed in a laugh"
While waiting at the river Styx, in twisted time untaught,
from branches of the gallows tree, in recollections wrought,
your soul, a beggar’s blanket, hangs in crazy quilted knots,
with dangling pearls and diamond studs in dripping crimson clots,
midst gaping wounds and bulging eyes like fouling apricots,
for wrapped like rope around your throat’s the Reaper’s grim garrote.
"It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God." (Matthew 19:24)
Listen to the beat of life, hear its thunder,
yet underneath lurks a murmuring whisper.
Some days almost unheard, others louder
always there it taunts, teasing like a lover.
Deep within you know who makes this whisper,
it is life itself ticking away as you falter.
Yes now it shows its face as it comes closer,
our old friend death claims us with loud clamour.
death, destiny, evil,
Slovenly sorrows cause a blur,
Shameful shallows seep and stir.
He whimpers; a cowering cur,
Deathbed's deals, give-take, now occur.
Soul dried, bunched ball of prickly burr
Waste-of-time tears, goad like a spur.
Apologies, are but a slur,
Regrets besmirch like rancid myrrh.
Slanderers’ stooge, no amateur,
Souls sold, Evil’s entrepreneur.
Atropos to cut; F A T E S concur
Time to let loose this saboteur!
“Burn in H E L L”, said the whisperer…
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Chantelle Anne Cooke
angel, death, future, moon, poetry, stars,
The Angel of Death atones
While our mortality bemoans
Alas we gasp, galloping to the unknowns
For we were made of slippery bones
Now in afterlife we acquire new life loans
May we glitter as moon glade gemstones
Floating as star flowers in universal zones
With twinkling talking forever tones
Our regal romantic soul rhinestones
Speak duality of diamond dialogue silicones
There on earth our poetry carved in our stones
Here in Heavenly harmony microphones
January 26th 2019
Chantelle Anne Cooke
color, death, heart, international, stars, time,
“Never the end…never!”
Death in armor rides true
Through universal star skies dew
His red halo glows as a blood brew
Opal bones burst roses stew
Souls swirl through his world heartbeat hue
Time touches truth blue
August 28th 2019
Contest: Writing Challenge 4, August 2019 – Six Lines
Sponsor: Dear Heart – Wiishkobi Ode
crazy, dark, death, education, evil,
When death comes around
Try not to be found
Hard to get away from a HELLHOUND
They stay mean and tightly wound
Can smell you even off the ground
Up and down, Even round and round
Won't stop till your in the mound
Their growl a demonic sound
Chewing up your flesh pound to pound
Flesh from bone no longer bound
He will come around
Knows where you can be found
Eyes of fire that HELLOUND
Your path will be unwound
They come from the ground
You won't make it another round
Can you imagine your mound
From there not a sound
Against the soil you can pound
It's over your bound!
Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson
death, inspirational, native americanday, day,
(Aho. Hear my prayer!)
Today is a good day to die
No matter what's happening or going on in the sky
Every day is a good day to die
No matter what we think of it. You and I.
One day we are all going to die
No matter. Even if we choose to close our eyes
So make Today a good day to die
And may thy Spirit be ready for the journey and flight
Inspired by my Native American spirituality.
Copyright by Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson
Constance La France
Sad girl, can you hear the wind in the trees whistling,
That is your grandpa with his tune like a bird visiting;
Always recall him with Ella, crystal blue eyes shining,
Not a day will go by that he is not up above listening;
And his favorite cardigan sweater- he is still wearing.
March 20, 2016
Poetry/Monorhyme/Is That Right Said Grandpa
Copyright Protected, ID 16-770-179-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
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sponsor, Laura Loo
JSLambert Mister ROBOTO
adventure, art, black african american, death, faith, hope, introspection, life, native american, nature, passion, philosophy, sad, science, space, time, uplifting, visionary,
TRAVEL FREE, TROUBLED TRANSIENT...
Lift the gate to roll with swine and the glory of it all
Ride the tide all night, abide by no law and stand tall...
Hitch-hike till' Hell says, "get out n' surf the SUN"
Do it all over Land Rover; don't blink 'till the deed is done
Divide doom by blue tears you stack
Kill the clock boy; time tempts worse than crack
Live the gift reckless, rest (maybe) when you die
Never look back Jack; middle finger to the sky!
*(brace yourself at '12, all hands on deck)
childhood, confusion, death, depression, family, happiness, health, history, introspection, life, loss, lost love, mother, natural disasters, nostalgia, passion, people, philosophy, sadlife,
No One Told Me
A cement block is tied to my heart
Need a running start
At night my voice carries like a lark
Death’s arrow has hit its mark
My life is so dark
The side of the ocean is full of sharks
Some days I feel like such a tart
I used to be such a sweetheart
No one told me life would be so hard.
confusion, death, life, people, sad, urban,
Daily a victim of racism dies
While our government accuses them wrongly with lies
The air is punctuated by their screams and their cries
In response to their pleas we choose not to reply
They beg us for mercy, they beg us to try
But we simply say you're just another guy
They take it with courage but tears wet their eyes
For the world sits in silence and cares not for their lives
death of a friend,
Lips wet with dew kissed my sad face
Knowing eyes covered in black lace
A soul departs without a trace
Returns to grace, returns to grace
I hold her hand as we both pray
Beneath a tree as it's bows sway
If not for death a perfect day
He went away, he went away
I question yet no answers come
All turn to dust when life is done
I'm so lost here with everyone
I want to run, I want to run
Third poem I wrote I was a little unclear on the rules,
I hope I got it right with this one.
One of my close friends Died at 18 in a motorcycle accident.
I dedicate this one to Hosea Cardos.
death, life, loss, nature, people, places, political, sea, work
We know of this disastrous event
As we now know of the spills extent
All these years they had time to invent
A remedy for repairable descent
We allow them drilling consent
To represent our resourceful contents
Our geology is picked up by their scents
Millions of years are turned into cents
In Scotland we have oilfields called the Brent
Where the same companies represent
There is always the element of torment
For nature there is never a lament
All they are interested in is their percent
One day they may be held to account and repent
beautiful, beauty, eulogy, god,
The Sun and stars smile for you,
The moon moves mildly for you.
The beauty above blooms for you..
You are beautiful.
Fountains and Flowers fall for you,
beast and human beings bow before you...
Sparrows soar and sing for you...
You are wonderful.
Wind and waves whirl for you,
Streams and seas swirl for you,
Rainfall and rainbow rouse for you...
You are powerful.
Heaven and earth adore you,
Angels and mortals bow before you;
Time and season honour you...
You are wonderful.
death, depression, devotion, faith, family, history, life, philosophy, social,
Health always debated.
Material things created.
Mental capacity unstated.
History always elated.
Final breath is fated.
Future is overrated.
Partners never sated.
Love cannot be slated.
Compassion will be desecrated.
Desire falsely translated.
Life is overly stated.
From the day we are created.
While we are all interrelated,
We continually face each other abated
Awaiting our dignity to be dictated,
We fail each other blindly sedated.
If we are lucky we go through life conjugated.
death, jealousy, niece,
PEARLS OF PERPETUITY
Memorable jaunt, one never to daunt.
Returned very gaunt, yet pearls she doth vaunt.
Pallor didn’t want. Now spectre doth haunt.
Calligraphy font of eccentric aunt.
Executor chaunt - ridiculous flaunt.
Niece struts pearls to taunt - doppelgänger wont.
John Hamilton’s Rhymers delight-internal monorhyme-2 contest
My grandfather had died years ago
I thought he’d live forever, but alas no
I had to learn quickly how to let go
It’s the hardest thing you’ll ever know
An unearthed dominion
hell itself exposed barren
here life has no opinion
death boldly the only option
riding the unicorn stallion
aiming his enchanted horn
man’s only hope and only weapon
galloping like a dart on a midair collision
a forbidden union
into a sky scotched crimson
of unleashed evil demons
a god in his own right in the heavens
aiming fire with ruthless precision
knights and braves fallen in his creation
death from another in a fireworks explosion
rebirth into a double dragon
betrayal, divorce, feelings, grief, irony, loss, poetry,
It tore my heart apart a time or two
Chance after chance left me to lose
It never did get any better promises to a fool
But I chose to believe bruises were tatoos
Significance in sorry led me back to you
Came from a mortar shooting blanks for clues
I can't deny, I filled them in like a context fool
Never reading between lines ignoring truth
A run on sentence every jury would conclude
Insanity was my plea losing to a goon
Modern day Robinhood snatching souls for jewels
Implanting seeds sprouted using for tools
To continue his raft after coming too
Why do we continue, If it hurts so bad to
Simply because of choices now I have to
Francis J Grasso
grief, lost love, tribute,
If you could dance once more with me
And hear sweet music and to see
The moon, the stars, the deep blue sea.
And live once more in ecstasy.
To do the things that made you free
Without a fear of what would be.
I would give that day to thee,
Then sleep beneath the laurel tree.
death, depression, hope, life, sad, song-lyric
Everybody fakes a smile,
Only one persons worth while,
Being happy aint your style,
The heartache is never mild.
assonance, betrayal, grief, heartbroken, imagination,
states my destination
fluctuation of hope and infatuation
affection and attention
abduction of abject envision
sail through perversion
a wide sea,,,no redemption
rooted on superstition
aucnoction in elegant elusion
meet in a silent assumption
its now jubilation
jolt in gentle generation
chute in constant rebellion
hearts in emulsion
raw revere resignation
rods on rough roads revolution
pretence an option
to keep me in motion
this is just an abormination
appreciation, bereavement, grandmother,
My heart breaks with those eyes so red,
you lay in silence on the bed-
So many tears your eyes have shed,
but what a life your grams has led.
For so much beauty she has seen,
and spread her laughter, so serene-
She kept her garden neat and clean,
and on her shoulder you did lean.
I know her cooking you will miss,
she rests in Heaven’s sweet abyss-
Just don’t forget her final kiss,
she now lives in glorious bliss.
Read her old journal, you shall find,
the grace and mercy of her mind-
Her tender heart, so pure and kind,
and in the sky your stars aligned.
dedicated to my sweet grandma who just
May 2, 2017
anger, courage, cousin, death, inspiration, mother, mother daughter, poetry, symbolism,
Oh, Mother hear my Roar
A roar of Thunder
To stop the rain’s devour
my flood of tears deprive color
Bouquets fade like the cinders of a fire
Blossoms I grew with my own hands care
Hands that left my beauty so dear
Beauty she resides with the smallest of Stars
A Sliver of diamond shining in the dark
Under a moon of riots and war
Oh, Mother hear my Roar
A roar of thunder