Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
790 reads
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
790 reads
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
25th Dec 2020 7:07pm
The Empty Chair ( for Amy & all who have lost someone )
Christmas is an empty chair
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
donning a dining table
during holiday—
Condolences haunt
as words, until meaning
fumbles between our lips
We flail at half-loss
as razor blades, slicing
inadequacy apart
Yet, offer them regardless
to salvage the wreckage
of our helplessness
Praying our brave dearth
proves comfort enough
~
#death
#Christmas
#holiday #PowerOfWords
#holiday #PowerOfWords
790 reads
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
I Don't Want Her To Miss Out On The Party
Peter looked around for Kimberly.
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#Halloween
#holiday
112 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
I Don't Want Her To Miss Out On The Party
Peter looked around for Kimberly.
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#Halloween
#holiday
112 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
I Don't Want Her To Miss Out On The Party
Peter looked around for Kimberly.
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#Halloween
#holiday
112 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
I Don't Want Her To Miss Out On The Party
Peter looked around for Kimberly.
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#Halloween
#holiday
112 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
1st Nov 2024 1:14am
I Don't Want Her To Miss Out On The Party
Peter looked around for Kimberly.
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
That Playboy Bunny laid on the sofa.
Then, she said "Happy Halloween."
#dialogue
#fiction
#friendship
#Halloween
#holiday
112 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
126 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
126 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
126 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
24th Nov 2024 12:46pm
Mingle Hells
Jingle bells, the night prevails,
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
the skull full of vodka sways.
Through the snow the spirits flow
in a haze of holiday craze.
Silent nights with blurry sights.
Laughter echoes in the air.
Raise a toast to the ghost
of memories we all share.
Cheers to friends and to the ends
of bottles lined in a row.
In the glow let it show.
The warmth of hearts we know.
Jingle bells, the story tells
of nights both wild and bright.
With the skull full of vodka
we toast to the festive light.
#alcohol
#Christmas
#hell
#holiday
#lies
126 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Holidays Published by Members Recently Online
