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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 Paul Callus |
Categories: change, sad,

The White Roses Died With You

We planted roses in the spring
when love was floating in the air.
A diamond glittered on your ring
reflected in your hazel eyes
the rainbow hues of paradise.
We had so much to give and share.

The months went by, the roses bloomed,
but when one day an ill wind blew – 
no mercy shown – our dreams were doomed
to wither slowly and decay.
That fateful night you passed away 
all the white roses died with you.


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Rhyme scheme: A-B-A-C-C-B  D-E-D-F-F-E
Contest: Rhyme Time 7 ~ Deep and Dark 
Sponsored by Lu Loo
Placed 1st
© 27th December 2018 

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: daughter, death, depression, father, girlfriend-boyfriend, hope, husband, life, loss, lost love, mother, sad, wife

Suicide Mind

What makes the decision
To flick the switch
To end ones life
For the sake of it
 
Troubled, debts
Bullied at school
Fork in the road
To let death rule
 
Mums, dads
Daughters and sons
What ever affects them 
They just can't outrun
 
Sadness and tears
By all left behind
Will they ever understand
Suicide Mind

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 Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: death, husband, lost love,

John's Aramis

Intoxicating was his scent Many hard-earned dollars were spent To evoke his bliss Give him Aramis Young and poor, we were newleyweds Memories linger in my head This scent was so strong But to him it belonged And through time I travel today When e’er Aramis wafts my way Sad tears gently rise John’s scent fills my eyes Another dimension I seek Longing to hear my husband speak We'll meet again one day Faith brings hope my way

Poem Details | by Line Gauthier |
Categories: grief, howl, hurt, solitude, sorrow, wind,

WEPT



She roams cross the land her heart so bitter blue Leaving behind frosty morning dew Icy veil sadly unkept Laden woe upswept She speechless Wept Left dreamless Numb regret windswept No kind soul to intercept Cold bemoaning howling winds a clue She roams cross the land her heart so bitter blue
-andaree form- Submitted on July 7, 2019, for contest VERSE A FAVOURED THEME sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST Originally posted on May 1, 2018

Poem Details | by Kurt Philip Behm |
Categories: death, life,

Waiting To Exhale

What I knew before birth
  I will know after death

This slight pause called life
  —where the soul takes a breath

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018) 

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: blessing, death, divorce, hope, life, pain,

Everything comes with a blessing

No matter how distressing
  Everything comes with a blessing

A bitter divorce
  seems wrenching, of course
Yet through its crucible of fire
  you can emerge inspired

Both legs blown off in the war
  What's left to live for --
See what you have that remains
  your whole upper body  
                  and all of your brain   

The death of a child so painful to bear
  For the longest time you just sit and stare
No easy 'answers' to comfort you
  but perhaps there's this ~
You're still here for a reason, that's not to be missed

Poem Details | by Gary Smith |
Categories: death, hope, insect, nature,

A Moth Meets Devastation



I was reading in my study
On my desk a moth lay stunned,
It had flew into my lamp,   
I fear 'tis moribund.

It had fluttered around the room
Erratic in its flight,
Yet in all that empty space
It collided with my light.

I felt sad at its demise
As it flopped beside my book,
How unfortunate I thought
If only it had looked.

I imagine it flew towards the light
In hope of navigation,
Heading, it thought for safety
But meeting devastation.

Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: death, lost love, love,

In the Autumn of my Life

I walk
through flames
of autumns’ sweet refrain-

That break beneath
a weight too much
to bear-

Where-
I tread in solitude
and mourning there-

Along a path 
of maple trees
and scented air-

As
I recall the life 
that we once shared-

~~~

And in 
the twilight hours
I see
the beauty of it all-

In every
autumn leaf
that softly falls-


~~~~~


In loving memory of:
My Father  - Harold George
Oct 27, 1927 - August 11, 2003

Poem Details | by Bobby Snyder III |
Categories: dad, death, farewell, hero, sad, soldier, war,

A Lost Soldier

He wrapped his arms around me 
Never wanting to let go 
I gently whispered in his ear 
Daddy, when you coming home? 

He said I'm off to battle today 
To heal the wounded soldiers cries. 
I don't know when or if I'll be back 
The tears began to flood my eyes. 

As father walked away 
His smile, it did gleam. 
His final words to me 
Became but a nightmare within a dream. 

The bomb rang out 
Through the desert air. 
When the dust did settle 
They found father there. 

The soldiers stood at attention 
They saluted their brother goodbye, 
And the eagle spread its wings 
As a true American soldier, had died.

Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: absence, death, devotion, grave, loss, miss you, spiritual,

Eternal Breath

I think about you, every single day,
Since from me, you were taken away,
Your absence has left my world cold,
Now I am alone, with no hand to hold.

I wish that I could bring you home,
So that your soul, shall need not roam,
I hope that you were given white wings,
To fly amongst, where the angel sings.

Within my heart, your eternal breath,
Shall now linger on, even after death,
My love for you shall never cease,
So, may you always rest in peace.







Written by: Kelly Deschler  

Gautami Phookan's contest - The Poet III

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For Gail Angel Doyle's contest - "Eternal Breath"

Poem Details | by Paula Larson |
Categories: loss, me, time,

GRIEF

This solemn shore of atrophy called grief,
would sail on, sail on from this moor of thief -
while yesterday I smiled, and did achieve
today am stricken to a nodding leave!

This buckling of intent, I do perceive
is more than time can counter or receive
do take more time with me and yet proceed
to bolster me - my actions so recede!

What fondness should attain in this bereave,
it is a mocking sign, its own conceive
is born anew, with someone's silenced knave
and never felt so sharply, now its slave!

has manifested to a halting save -
and captured those surrounding . . . . . true love's grave!

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: death, pain, sad love, sorrow, truth,

I Need Time to Heal

Tell me why, but tell me True-
Spare me the heartbreak of a Lie
I would lay forever in these meadows...
Forever, until I die!
To rid myself of all the Pain,
And the Sorrows of what I feel
To ease my Mind, my worried Brain
(Lord! The Cuts! I need to heal)

*Referring to my problems with "Borderline Personality Disorder"; many of us are "cutters"

Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: funeral, humorous, money, satire,

WHERE THERE'S A WILL THERE'S A RELATIVE

They crawl out of the woodwork Shedding lots of crocodile tears Grieving for an ancient relative They’ve not visited for many years ‘Auntie Annie’ is barely warm But now you see the relations swarm Waiting for the will to be read They rub their hands with glee Hoping they will be left Lots of lovely money ‘Grieving relatives’ is rubbish!! Some are taking the mick …. These mercenary vultures simply make me sick! 28th January 2017

Poem Details | by A Dear Heart |
Categories: death,

My ''deathly'' Fear

 
If I should die, dress me in purple satin On my neck a string of pearls fasten Lay upon me roses red A weeping tear shed Oh, this I Dread Cannot lie Life is a thread The end of it, I do dread Promise, I will not be forgotten If I should die, dress me in purple satin _____________________ June 22, 2016 Poetry/Rhyme/Andaree/My "deathly'' Fear Copyright Protected, ID 16-803-432-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Submitted to the contest, A Poem That You Enjoyed sponsor, Lewis Raynes, Honorable Mention _______________________________________ Written for the contest, Your Worst Fear sponsor, Laura Loo, First Place

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 Deb Adams |
Categories: angst, conflict, environment, grief, pain, pollution, senses,

What Is That Taste In My Mouth

No warning.
BOOM!

The taste spread swiftly
around the room.

Eyes scour.
They pinpoint the doom.

A little old lady
Who's big on perfume.

Poem Details | by Phil Capitano |
Categories: death, destiny, poetry,

Autumn Breeze

AUTUMN BREEZE

When the magic is gone
	and all the stars have fallen,
do I just sit and wait for my final calling?

Is there still something
	to do, out there, for me?
If not before, then when comes destiny?

Ashes tossed, will I be known
	as husband, father, son?
Can I leave this plane with things undone?

Fair poetry I weave
	but words are falling leaves
and my soul detects an autumn breeze.

Poem Details | by Ashley Beaudre |
Categories: death, depression, loss, lost love, love, recovery from..., sad, sympathy

Slowly Dying

I'm overcome with grief
as I slowly die inside.
They tell me this is normal, 
and everything will be alright.

I can't seem to eat a meal,
or close my eyes to dream.
All I visualize is your face, 
then accidentally scream.

I can't seem to leave my home, 
whats the point anyways?
Without you standing by my side
life is nothing but a waste.

Maybe soon enough I'll join you, 
as I slowly die inside.
When I finally enter the gates of pearl
everything will be alright.

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: grief, sorrow,

Hello Sorrow, Hello Grief with Tim Smith

Tim's poem, Hello Sorrow, was the incentive for my continuance of the sorrowful emotion in Hello Grief.

Hello Sorrow

There you are old friend— 
 I knew that you were here 
  wrapped alone beside desolation 
   hidden deep amongst despair 

Hello my sorrow there you lie— 
 in the wallow of disdain 
  shun me forth in misery 
   regret infused past pain

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Hello Grief

Here you are once again
  I knew you would return
   as a shadow of my sorrow
    when for her arms I yearn

Hello grief, my haunting friend
 ghostly memory of my heartache
  how long will you remain 
    for a love I must forsake
      
  

   


Poem Details | by Juli- Michelle |
Categories: absence, addiction, allusion, angst, beauty, grief,

The Rose Ghost

Shadows dance behind her silver eyes
The ghost of her beauty struggling to show
A crimson rose amid the rage of thorns
Seemingly pure like the white of snow

Such a stupor of silence hangs above her
But it loses the battle in her mind
The silver key trembling in her ghostly finger
Attempting to lock up the heart inside

Never meant to be open, delicately curled
Her petals shouldn't seem foreign anymore
So she dances, silencing the screaming thorns
Leaving the key, now crimson, on the floor

Poem Details | by Just That Archaic Poet |
Categories: death, god, life, men, poets,

Answer Me This

My life surpassed, fades long, yet fast
(Below the dirt, my coffin's cast)
Despite how deep, however vast
I'll dwell inside that vacant mass
It's only He that understands,
The One that gave me Poet's hands
So tell me please, if you can-
How from dust arose a Man?


Poem Details | by Jim Tidd |
Categories: beauty, death, peace,

PEACEFUL PLOT

Put bird feeder by my stone,
so I will never be alone;
plant a tree, apple or pear,
flowers to give the spot some flair;
at least some grass, but do not trim,
so people might come on a whim
to share the earth with one below
lined up along this cemetery row.
A marbled bench would be so nice,
or birdbath for some added spice;
I do not want my resting place
to be unseemly, lacking grace.

Poem Details | by Susan Ashley |
Categories: emotions, grief, longing, loss, lost love, memory, morning,

Morning Mist



In dampened blur of violet dawn as angels’ weep did touch upon a mourner’s shoulders mist enshroud - to soften edges gauzy haze that hug around these painful days and mellow memories endowed in sacred stillness of time gone. In silent water droplets clear is beauty precious every sphere collecting on the silvern spires midst leaf and scented lavender reminding me of when we were devoted in our love’s desires - each flower holds a lost love tear. Susan Ashley September 29, 2018 ~ Third Place ~ Contest: Your Choice Flower Verse, Any Form, Any Theme Sponsor: Brian Strand