Posts tagged ‘death’

May 24, 2017

A Suitable Period of Mourning

by braveandrecklessblog

I do not have a closet

full of mourning clothes

I have never

inked the names of my dead

on my tender forearms in black

in solemn homage

The list too long

my arms too short

to box with god

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May 24, 2017

Death Comes Swiftly

by Angela Umphers Rueger

‘Tis the lot of everyone to hear the portal call.
Some respond in infancy, and others when they’re old—
Active youths quite full of life, and ancients growing cold.

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May 22, 2017

Bunch of Faded Pictures Lost in Abyss of Memory

by pranabaxom

The wall is blank for ages now
Lost the habit of framing and hanging
Photographs on the wall
Modern technology brings
Instant attachments
From across the seven seas

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May 4, 2017

~ Pieces of You, of Me

by ladyliterati

~ Pieces of You, of, Me

There is no time limit to grief

Just shock, horror, disbelief

And “well doers” seek a smile

Insisting grief is but a little while

But this cannot possibly be true;

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April 25, 2017

A Short Story About Us After They’ve Gone

by A. Marie

She is a winged doe, plodding along the kitchen tile,
hither/thither clipping orchids, melting wax, reaching out
to catch the tray of flutes before it falls—
but it falls, makes such a racket, cacophony of clattering
she curses, spouts a string of psalms and esoteric verses,
kicks the chunks of shards and tires her feet,
shoves it in a corner and forgets about it until the night,
slings the cupboards open and demands I climb
to the tippy-most tower where her grandfather’s
old boozy glassware has waited five decades to be touched,

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April 23, 2017


by russtowne

The irony

Is not lost on me

That no matter

How hard I try

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April 18, 2017

I Say That I Lost You

by braveandrecklessblog

I say that I lost you

as though you were an umbrella

that I carelessly left on the bus

after the summer rain had stopped

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April 15, 2017

~ Haiku

by ladyliterati

~ Haiku
Watershed moment

Before, after, her demise

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April 14, 2017

On Easter Sunday

by Ex Libris Regina


by R. Saint Claire

Poetry challenge: Easter poem.
In our Sunday coats we stay.
A sunny day! When coloured
Eggs and sweets we crave:
A visit to the family grave.

Up the thorny path we're taken
To the hill where marble crypts
And busts of men (their ranks forsaken)
Rest in shades of obelisks.
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March 8, 2017


by Anita Lubesh

lamplight of soul.jpg

A soft lamplight of soul
clings, hidden in honeysuckle’s
straggly vine hollows,
it gives vacant worship
to the scented sprigs of omnipotence
traversing the climbing frame
permeating olfactory nerves –
aloof and untouched,
analogous to antenna.

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March 2, 2017

Love Scars & Shipwrecks

by 50djohnson

by Debbie

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Being shipwrecked on an island, standing alone in the sun

I realize the waves keep coming in one by one.

When you first left my life, it ripped a hole in me.

Funny it was huge to me but no one else could see.

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February 11, 2017

My Heart Hurts

by 50djohnson


September 23, 2015 After the Storm! 075

The last few years have been strangely visited by the passing of so many friends, their parents, their spouses, their children, their best lifelong friends. When you go through such a loss it helps knowing you have friends, family, and God to turn to when the pain is overwhelming and just too much to bear.  However, there are many lonely nights where it is just you and God, sharing the burden of loss.

My Heart Hurts

Waking up this morning with life’s plans rolling along.

With children, family, and friends in their places where they belong.

Hearing that my cousin has cancer drove me to my knees in pain.

My friend called to say her granddaughter has a tumor on her brain.

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February 1, 2017

The Poppy (Part 2)

by JJ Merryweather



Dear little poppy, you are growing in the mud, lavishly enriched with my own spilled blood.

Dear little poppy your petals are so red. T’was upon this very spot I was shot in the head.

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January 16, 2017

Mother Love

by newrana


She ran; madly she ran,
asking for mustard seeds,
only some, a little,
a handful of mustard seeds
to cure her son.

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January 15, 2017

New Old Friends

by 50djohnson

by debbie


5 years ago last night my best friend had an aneurysm in her lung and passed away at 61. You just can’t go out and meet OLD Friends

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January 11, 2017


by newrana


I know this is gonna lie

motionless, emotionless, lifeless,

may be today, tomorrow or at any time,

while working, while walking or talking,

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December 29, 2016

Forever Glow

by markfahmy


At some point the rivers of your life will suddenly stop,
your time will have come to leave this world behind.
And that little heart of yours will cease to hop,
while your soul starts floating towards the light it tries to find.

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December 5, 2016

Life Matters(on suicide)

by 50djohnson


The holidays are so lonely for so many. However, there is
always an answer better than taking your life.
Dear Heavenly Father in heaven,
I lift up this one who is broken.
The pain is too much to bear.
He can barely get up in the morning
Wishes he were with you there!

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December 5, 2016


by Nick Anthony

The smallest candle
Can light countless other wicks
And live forever.

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November 15, 2016


by A. Marie

A road that winds back in on itself, handless creature
of the wood whose crown is dirt,

slow in pace
and intake.

Killing is a long trial,
that begins with observance and waiting. From cool dim morning
to the heat of high noon, darkness inserts itself
into the squeeze of time.

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October 31, 2016

The Fog

by Morgan



Stillness Whispers All Around,



Incongruous Sound;

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October 31, 2016


by Morgan



Echoes Mute and Transitory

Fleetingly Heard Upon the Breeze,

Mask Interminable Silence,

As Moans Escape the Beguiling Seas

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October 22, 2016

Loving From Afar

by 50djohnson


Not a day goes by, I think I hear you call my name and hear your precious voice.

I almost hear you say ,”I love you so much, sweetie,” that my heart begins to rejoice.

Tender notes on the piano, as only you could play, cause my eyes to tear.

Trickling slowly down my cheeks a lump in my throat suddenly appears.

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October 18, 2016

The Raven

by Anita Lubesh


Raven, black, atop a tree
Screamed religion spuriously
Bleak-black probed me; evil glee
Before I shot it dead

Raven crowned so hideously
In a dream he came to me
Pitch black, vacant eyes I see
Before he swooped on dread

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September 30, 2016

The Dipping Bough (An Autumn Poem)

by A. Marie

She has hung onto her children, cradled and loved them.

The wind sometimes whipped them, and the rain beat them down,
but by the strength of her arm, and the tenderness of her fingers,
so she has kept them secure and well fed.

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September 30, 2016

Saying Goodbye

by dinamicdynasty

It’s finally time to say goodbye

Across the stars you soar up high

My love could not hold you close forever

Away you go, slumber in peace.

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September 26, 2016

Dangerous Things

by A. Marie

Chitin dreams are shredded under foot, and scars
With crooked knees slowly make their way down the road.

Limping, with coat collars pulled high to cover up their chins,
Their lips, their delicate seeds of hope they keep balanced

Upon the palm of their tongues, so they continue.

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September 24, 2016

Don’t Wait

by 50djohnson


imageLate in the evening it became the early morning hours

The satanic lion was prowling seeking whom he might devour.

Many people partying and enjoying life, the day was almost done.

Never in their minds did they dream they would not wake to see the sun.

In walked evil, guns loaded, plans made ready  about to start

Evil , hatred and destruction was all that was in his heart.

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