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Poem Details | by JAN ALLISON |
Categories: death, for her, heartbreak, poetess, sad,


Broken Wounds will not heal Surrounded by sadness Grief pours from every single line Constance Form used traditional Cinquain 2,4,6,8,2 syllables Contest: Fragment of Life Sponsor: Broken Wings 02~24~16

Poem Details | by Phillip Rollings |
Categories: angel, dedication, farewell, grief, how i feel, inspiration, poetess,

A Tribute : To - Skat A

My heart grieves for the loss of a talented Quill
For the Inspiration she warmly gave to this newbie
From the sunlight of Skat's words of Wisdom
To the moonless midnight of a heart forlorn
Memories, smiles, and joy become shadows of the past
May the Spirit of poets past descend upon her heart
That she may see the Admiration and Love that Skat receives
(From me anyway) and many others I'm sure.

I Love You Skat and intend to read all of YOUR Quill after I finish
the comments on Your last post. As Chef says I bow to you and 
hand You The GOLDEN Pen of Poetry. You are my guiding ANGEL
             Respectfully submitted...Flipper

Poem Details | by Mark Hansen |
Categories: forgiveness, imagination, life, love, passion, sympathy,


Feminine perception of spirituality disarranged.
Her bed quilt in the darken moments of the immortality.
Soften mental touch of her inner womanly,
Shoulder of tender hearten listening are all her begging tears request.
Only wondering twilights letter writings to weep upon into words.
Heart's trail with guidance endured by perfume ink of her soul,
How she bares her spirit womb in ungodly pain,
Naked to be heard in unloved screams.
Greatly needed in the reading of the opposite realm .
For we  lapse daily in pride,
In victory can we read and become greatly into the conquering of,
"The fall of man."

Poem Details | by Ann Rich |
Categories: allegory, analogy, betrayal, care, dedication, emotions, faith, feelings, future, grief, growth, hope, inspiration, inspirational, introspection, journey, loneliness, missing you, moving on, nostalgia, parody, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, psychological, relationship, satire, senses, spiritual, stress, symbolism, time, trust, truth, uplifting, visionary, wisdom, world,

Still Standing

Where were you when my world fell apart?
The Sun darkened and the Moon just fled.
All had been done and all had been said.
And ripped to shreds was my beating heart.

Even the Seas began to part.
And the Mountain tops spread.
I lay there completely dead.
Even the Stars I could not chart.

If only you knew,
If only you were there,
If only you had a clue!
If only life had been fair!

I’d turn the clocks back,
Still standing dead in my track!

Poem Details | by Patricia L Graham |
Categories: appreciation, bereavement, blessing, eulogy, poetess, spiritual, wisdom,

Maya's Just Gone, Never Forgotten

My tinnitus was off the scale
The day before you passed away
I’d wanted, needed much to cry
And having many reasons why

A pregnant woman stoned to death
You fought for freedom, took your rest
Cain was marked for murdering Abel
Where laws don’t protect, is love enabled?

A little still bereft you’re gone
Having never hung my arms around
The head that inspired many to rise
Above assaults, above hate crimes

Your words encouraged folks to choose
To wonder, teach, transcend the blues
In language rich and movement tuned
To grow in spirit great as you

Poem Details | by Morgan Tate |
Categories: absence, addiction, beauty, betrayal, body, change, conflict, confusion, cry, dark, depression, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, future, grief, how i feel, introspection, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, self, sin, star, stars, write, writing,


i’m lost.

wandering my mind, hollow now.

secrets tucked in the seams, invisible to passer-bys.

each step leaves an imprint behind,

dust settling into the crevices left by my toes.

the world empty,

immune to stolen glances between souls and half-hearted exchanges.

peace swept away,

pushed to the side by an old broom of straw and wood.

oxygen dissipates,

I try hard,

harder to breathe.

but all that is left to soothe my lungs

is the empty, grey air,

void of the warmth of shared space

sometimes I sneak away

to send a fluid rush to my veins,

entrancing my mind in a fictional fantasy.

alone, I bathe in my secrecy,

cleansing my skin with vibrant truths.

Poem Details | by Ann Rich |
Categories: emotions, feelings, grief, life, poetess, poetry, social, symbolism, truth,

Nothing to Say

You took my word,
Turned it around,
Threw it on the ground,
And silence was heard.

Now there is no sound.
Not even from a bird.
And it never occurred,
It could be lost or found.

I have nothing more to say,
Nothing I want to do,
Not even have a good day,
Not even I love you.

I have nothing to say anymore,
Not even one word from before.

Poem Details | by Gail Foster |
Categories: butterfly, death, depression, loss, morning, poetess, winter,

dead butterflies, a tanka

winter, the poet
sad affections disordered
mourns in the morning
dead butterflies slaughtered by
the blunt blades of butterknives

© Gail Foster 18th November 2016 

Poem Details | by Ag Ki |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, angst, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, metaphor, miss you, poetess, symbolism, sympathy, teen, teenage,

layers peel

I had a dream,
It was a nightmare.
I remember nights where,
I’d sleep. 

I don’t wanna feel lonely, 
it feels too real.
But if I don’t feel lonely,
Then I don’t feel.

Again my layers are starting to peel,
Which is a sad shame,
I was just starting to heal.

Poem Details | by Theodora Sterling |
Categories: bereavement, death, death of a friend, loss, poetess, poetry,

Black Rose

A single petal falls
She turns her back on the grave
A single tear falls.

Poem Details | by Goode Guy |
Categories: bird, eulogy, poetess, wisdom, woman,

eulogy for Marguerite

Maya met her Socrates
public examination of her life 
and writing down her hypotheses - 
female blackness a caged bird's life

singing often, singing she arrived
from uncivil lessons on civil rights
to stand-up straight and thrive
in beauty - with rhythm besides

Marguerite Johnson is dead
but Angelou will arise
to see life wondrous instead
with dark-brown soulful eyes

mourn not that her life is passed
celebrate that it was expressed

© goodguysoul 2014-05-28

Poem Details | by Serge Lyrewing |
Categories: emotions, feelings, passion, poetess, sympathy,

Under caress of a plush plaid by Marina Tsvetaeva

My dream of yesterday I'm calling
under caress of a plush plaid,
What was that? And who won? Who's falling?
Who was defeated? What is bad?

I think again, I change my thinking,
Anew I feel the sweetest pain,
Say, was it love of just a winking,
I have no word for it again.

Who was the prey? Who was the hunter?
All is contrary, it is mad,
Siberian cat has got it under
that caress plaid.

Who, whose hand was the ball in
in our duel of self-win?
Oh, say, your heart or mine was rolling
and bouncing real.

So, do I want it, do I need it?
What did it show?
Say, did I win? Was I defeated?
I do not know.


P.S. This is my translation of poem by Marina Tsvetaeva

Poem Details | by Ernesto P. Santiago |
Categories: friendship, life, sympathy, sweet, sweet,

Triolet for a Poetess

O, sweet and beauteous poetess 
Who sits and thinks and writes and plucks 
Spare me nothing, with your caress
O, sweet and beauteous poetess
Please, sip my stress, with wordy lucks
That heart of mine won’t be depressed 
O, sweet and beauteous poetess
Who sits and thinks and writes and plucks

Poem Details | by Earl Schumacker |
Categories: absence, age, appreciation, bereavement, celebrity, poetess, tribute,

Maya Angelou Poet Tribute

       Maya Angelou Poet Tribute 

“And still I rise” Maya says  
We lay her life to rest today
Her tender years were clear
Through rape and slavery and unrest
Residual facts from yesterday and today
That evil that came her way she threw away
She grew into an intellect, the best of us
A poet’s poet to the core and so much more
The hardest times defined her
Refined her in her solid works
She found her voice in soulful solemn words
“I know why the caged bird sings” she sang
If you have a voice to sing you use it 
Freedom is always just a day away
That was her way

Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: allusion, death, fate, introspection, life, philosophy, poetess,


“To be or not to be?”
     The Bard doth ask;
"Life and Death—," Emily
     then takes to task. 

Poem Details | by Trevor McLeod |
Categories: death, nonsense, nursery rhyme, poems, poetess, poetry, poets,

The Dead Poet

Where the poet died
while writing what,
His hand gone by
for what he thought
Were no more words
than what he got
from on his page
as just a jot
where sickle made
was Reaper Sought!

Poem Details | by Shambhavi Shandilya |
Categories: grief, lonely, moon, poetess, poverty, river, stars,

Full Moon

The moon was full,
The rose had bloomed,

The stars were twinkling,
Her scars were glistening;

The dew dripped down,
Her tears trickled down..

The Sun had set,
Her grief left her wet

She lay down alone,
The horizon was her own.

With no interruption, on the side,
She could scream out, in the void….

Poem Details | by Adedoyin Blessing |
Categories: africa, eulogy, poetess, poetry,

The Crowned King

Olodumare crowned you,
Like the daring obas of old,
Undaunted and unshakable,
With hearts sculpted out of gold,
Ase and oro were their best friends,
Dangerous yet mellow,
Empathetic and in-depth analysts,
Meekfaced like the proverbial lamb,
In all they were the brave ones,
Laying aside their troubles and ills,
Alase ekeji orisa they were called,
Due to their daring feats,
Eki Oba Alase.