backdeckbenny
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:09pm
Yesterday 7:09pm
That's it.
We die.
We cry.
We sigh.
We cry.
We sigh.
#death
#LifeCycle
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 10:08pm
31st Jan 2025 10:08pm
Conjugating
Just past the Bank of America
and the Ski shop (odd in Phoenix)
there's a place that kills pets
and charges you thousands of dollars to do it
They won't kill your pet right away.
First they'll do what they can
Exams
X-rays
Even clipping your cat's nails
because she hates having that done
but now that's she's half dead
she can tolerate it.
You drove her there
in rush hour traffic
crying the whole way
Why did you stay after school to grade papers?
Why did you stop at Safeway after that?
By the time...
and the Ski shop (odd in Phoenix)
there's a place that kills pets
and charges you thousands of dollars to do it
They won't kill your pet right away.
First they'll do what they can
Exams
X-rays
Even clipping your cat's nails
because she hates having that done
but now that's she's half dead
she can tolerate it.
You drove her there
in rush hour traffic
crying the whole way
Why did you stay after school to grade papers?
Why did you stop at Safeway after that?
By the time...
#animals
#death
#memorial
66 reads
10 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 7:55pm
31st Jan 2025 7:55pm
To look at your beautiful face once again
Please come back
Do not go
I need the warmth you gave me
I need to look at your beautiful face
Your death haunts me
I am cold here without you
We grew up together
We fought and we laughed
You are part of me now
I can not touch myself
Do not go
I need the warmth you gave me
I need to look at your beautiful face
Your death haunts me
I am cold here without you
We grew up together
We fought and we laughed
You are part of me now
I can not touch myself
#death
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2 Comments
Her
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 10:58pm
29th Jan 2025 10:58pm
This is Me
This is me, Louise
For those who knew me
Call me Missy
Remember me
In conversations and smiles
Remember me in memories
Make ‘em funny
Cat momma
Osie and Salem, my joy
After my cat babies…
Cigarettes and casinos
Classic rock and roll
Wheel of Fortune
Kohl’s, Aldi’s and The Dollar Store
Those were my jams
Lalalalalalalala
I can’t hear you
Those head phones weren’t just for my music
I didn’t need to hear your...
For those who knew me
Call me Missy
Remember me
In conversations and smiles
Remember me in memories
Make ‘em funny
Cat momma
Osie and Salem, my joy
After my cat babies…
Cigarettes and casinos
Classic rock and roll
Wheel of Fortune
Kohl’s, Aldi’s and The Dollar Store
Those were my jams
Lalalalalalalala
I can’t hear you
Those head phones weren’t just for my music
I didn’t need to hear your...
#death
#friendship
#illness
88 reads
17 Comments
bbch0n
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 12:29pm
28th Jan 2025 12:29pm
Pair of socks
As I sit here in front of you tonight
I wonder why you left without saying goodbye
Wondering how fast
In a blink of an eye, you’re gone.
There are so many things
I want to share with you
So many words
Left unsaid.
Rest now my lovely sister
I wish in heaven
There’s plenty of chocolates,
And unlimited cakes.
Coz I know
How much
You are
Addicted to sweets.
Don’t worry about us
Don’t worry about Mama and Paps
Don’t worry…
We are very much ok.
You’ll always be ...
I wonder why you left without saying goodbye
Wondering how fast
In a blink of an eye, you’re gone.
There are so many things
I want to share with you
So many words
Left unsaid.
Rest now my lovely sister
I wish in heaven
There’s plenty of chocolates,
And unlimited cakes.
Coz I know
How much
You are
Addicted to sweets.
Don’t worry about us
Don’t worry about Mama and Paps
Don’t worry…
We are very much ok.
You’ll always be ...
#death
#grief
#memorial
#memories
#sister
41 reads
2 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 5:25am
27th Jan 2025 5:25am
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
57 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 6:51am
25th Jan 2025 6:51am
Too Old to Ferry
Haberdasher of the souls
inked in chill too old to ferry
now sold to the highest bidder
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
as dark as the spit from pole to shoals
hung by the fate of parchment's scrolls
and crumbling bones apprentices wear
tighter than a whore's chastity belt
inked in chill too old to ferry
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
inked in chill too old to ferry
now sold to the highest bidder
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
as dark as the spit from pole to shoals
hung by the fate of parchment's scrolls
and crumbling bones apprentices wear
tighter than a whore's chastity belt
inked in chill too old to ferry
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
#dark
#death
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adagio
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:04pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:04pm
It's Over - with Crimsin
When it's over and the nails are as dark
as my mind's tongue-in-cheek impaling my
insanity from the deep sarcophagus-caked
with piss and clay surrounding the nemesis
of self when it's over
my shit will reek and you will blanch
from the stench placing my putrid soul in the grave
you won't be able to bury me deep enough to escape
the horror of the moment will follow you everywhere
lingering on the air the sweet smell of death
as my mind's tongue-in-cheek impaling my
insanity from the deep sarcophagus-caked
with piss and clay surrounding the nemesis
of self when it's over
my shit will reek and you will blanch
from the stench placing my putrid soul in the grave
you won't be able to bury me deep enough to escape
the horror of the moment will follow you everywhere
lingering on the air the sweet smell of death
#collaboration
#dark
#death
112 reads
2 Comments
DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 11:57am
20th Jan 2025 11:57am
In Every Frame
1990
ABC Television
Laura Palmer
Waiting one week
for another trip
into that fascinating
and terrifying landscape
A master at the helm,
the truest champion
of the creative process
If you know,
you really know
No wonder I like Blue Velvet
and Lost Highways.
Eternally grateful!
ABC Television
Laura Palmer
Waiting one week
for another trip
into that fascinating
and terrifying landscape
A master at the helm,
the truest champion
of the creative process
If you know,
you really know
No wonder I like Blue Velvet
and Lost Highways.
Eternally grateful!
#death
#gratitude
#memorial #respect
#memorial #respect
73 reads
2 Comments
NoQuarter
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 4:56am
20th Jan 2025 4:56am
Spirits And The Box
He keeps the box on a shelf,
small and battered, like it's lived a thousand lives.
Dust gathers on the corners, but he doesn’t touch it, not since the day he put it there, not since the day he stopped believing in goodbye.
The bottle sits heavy in his hand,
Its amber glow the only warmth in the room.
He drinks like the world is ending,
like the burn will ease the pain in his chest.
But the spirit in the box never fades.
Some nights he swears he hears her voice,
soft and distant, like it's traveling through time,
the creak of the...
small and battered, like it's lived a thousand lives.
Dust gathers on the corners, but he doesn’t touch it, not since the day he put it there, not since the day he stopped believing in goodbye.
The bottle sits heavy in his hand,
Its amber glow the only warmth in the room.
He drinks like the world is ending,
like the burn will ease the pain in his chest.
But the spirit in the box never fades.
Some nights he swears he hears her voice,
soft and distant, like it's traveling through time,
the creak of the...
#death
120 reads
4 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 11:21pm
19th Jan 2025 11:21pm
Leaf Cadavers
The driving miniscule flakes of snow.
Confim the world is a shaken globe.
Dark brown leaf cadavers can still be seen.
Crumbled in death poking through the newborn powder.
The haunted silence is even louder.
Life touching death, unusually serene.
Ghosts of autumn yearn for snowy winter
For a short while, the white world is void of the sinister.
The wind inhales a frozen breath.
A frigid cold whisper upon my neck.
Exhalations of steam, blow at the iced vanilla trees.
Bird population take haven in the branches.
To behold the...
Confim the world is a shaken globe.
Dark brown leaf cadavers can still be seen.
Crumbled in death poking through the newborn powder.
The haunted silence is even louder.
Life touching death, unusually serene.
Ghosts of autumn yearn for snowy winter
For a short while, the white world is void of the sinister.
The wind inhales a frozen breath.
A frigid cold whisper upon my neck.
Exhalations of steam, blow at the iced vanilla trees.
Bird population take haven in the branches.
To behold the...
#death
#LifeCycle
#snow #winter
#snow #winter
98 reads
12 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 11:23pm
17th Jan 2025 11:23pm
Memento Mori
Some of us will wear black soon
Some will forever lie still
Got nothing to do with a deity
Got nothing to do with God's will
It's simply the way that life happens
It's not in any God's scheme
Death forces eyes to stay open
To witness this life is a dream.
Some will forever lie still
Got nothing to do with a deity
Got nothing to do with God's will
It's simply the way that life happens
It's not in any God's scheme
Death forces eyes to stay open
To witness this life is a dream.
#death
#TruthOfLife
53 reads
3 Comments
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