randyjohnson
Poem Published
11th Jul 2020 2:07pm
11th Jul 2020 2:07pm
The Loss of Lena
It's with great sadness when I say that we won't see her anymore.
Lena died in March of 2020 and she was born in March of 1944.
She is survived by her husband who is my Uncle James.
Losing such a special person is sad and it's also a shame.
James Greene Junior and Sharon Redmond are her two children.
After living for seven and a half decades, she has gone to Heaven.
She died just twenty-four hours before her 76th birthday.
Her loved ones are heart broken because she passed away.
Lena died in March of 2020 and she was born in March of 1944.
She is survived by her husband who is my Uncle James.
Losing such a special person is sad and it's also a shame.
James Greene Junior and Sharon Redmond are her two children.
After living for seven and a half decades, she has gone to Heaven.
She died just twenty-four hours before her 76th birthday.
Her loved ones are heart broken because she passed away.
#family
#death
#memorial #nonfiction
#memorial #nonfiction
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
11th Jun 2020 1:53am
11th Jun 2020 1:53am
All Deaths Matter
Force fed a world I'm having trouble learning to swallow
Regurgitating socially acclimated biases through the filter of your eyes
Searching for the reality of things beneath the picture of a war painting
Fractured hearts are bleeding with the pulp of bitterness on the tongue
Speaking for perceptions of ventriloquist monologues
Marionette journalism making puppets of people
Throw your voice and instigate division in the unrest
Everything is a parallel, from mass panic to personal distress
It seems the worst of it all is consuming me and getting the...
Regurgitating socially acclimated biases through the filter of your eyes
Searching for the reality of things beneath the picture of a war painting
Fractured hearts are bleeding with the pulp of bitterness on the tongue
Speaking for perceptions of ventriloquist monologues
Marionette journalism making puppets of people
Throw your voice and instigate division in the unrest
Everything is a parallel, from mass panic to personal distress
It seems the worst of it all is consuming me and getting the...
#grief
#politics
#death
#racism
#memorial
77 reads
3 Comments
Crazontheinside
Poem Published
4th Jun 2020 2:45am
4th Jun 2020 2:45am
Family Tree Has Fallen
Since the day you passed away,
the family tree has fallen.
I try to keep myself together,
for the family I must be strong.
He left impressions on so many,
by the selfless acts he made.
Always there to lend a hand,
or make somebodys day.
He had the biggest heart,
and a laugh to make you smile.
He was always there to be of help,
he always went the extra mile.
When I look up into the clouds,
or cheers your name up high.
I always hope your spirits free,
So all I ask is just a sign.... ...
the family tree has fallen.
I try to keep myself together,
for the family I must be strong.
He left impressions on so many,
by the selfless acts he made.
Always there to lend a hand,
or make somebodys day.
He had the biggest heart,
and a laugh to make you smile.
He was always there to be of help,
he always went the extra mile.
When I look up into the clouds,
or cheers your name up high.
I always hope your spirits free,
So all I ask is just a sign.... ...
#grief
#heartbroken
#memories
#memorial
#bittersweet
60 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
25th May 2020 8:23pm
25th May 2020 8:23pm
Roses and Rosaries (1993 Redux)
The dream is just as vivid,
As if it were just like yesterday,
Walking through the colorful gardens,
Through prayers,
Roses and Rosaries,
Through a funeral home,
Full of death and decay.
The bright white halls and corridors,
Lead to rooms of coffins and caskets,
Some filled with grieving mourners,
While other rooms were empty and desolate.
As I walked through the funeral parlor,
The further I walked the more decrepit it got,
There was a foul smell, like an odor from hell,
That to this day I still cannot forget. ...
As if it were just like yesterday,
Walking through the colorful gardens,
Through prayers,
Roses and Rosaries,
Through a funeral home,
Full of death and decay.
The bright white halls and corridors,
Lead to rooms of coffins and caskets,
Some filled with grieving mourners,
While other rooms were empty and desolate.
As I walked through the funeral parlor,
The further I walked the more decrepit it got,
There was a foul smell, like an odor from hell,
That to this day I still cannot forget. ...
#grief
#death
#memorial #nightmares
#memorial #nightmares
66 reads
4 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
25th May 2020 8:17pm
25th May 2020 8:17pm
Paying Tribute
Today is May the 25th and it's Memorial Day.
We're paying tribute to those who fought and died for the USA.
Many brave soldiers gave their lives.
We're paying tribute to the ones who didn't survive.
Many brave soldiers have fought and died.
They were heroes and that can't be denied.
We're paying tribute to those who fought and died for the USA.
Many brave soldiers gave their lives.
We're paying tribute to the ones who didn't survive.
Many brave soldiers have fought and died.
They were heroes and that can't be denied.
#soldiers
#America
#holiday #memorial
#holiday #memorial
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Ahavati
Poem Published
24th May 2020 6:15pm
24th May 2020 6:15pm
Memorial
Memorial Day 2020
#war
#humankind
#memorial
261 reads
32 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
16th May 2020 1:30pm
16th May 2020 1:30pm
Jerry Stiller
Jerry Stiller has died at the age of 92, he lived to a ripe old age.
He starred in movies, television shows and also on stage.
Jerry starred in both "Seinfeld" and "The King of Queens".
He also starred in "My 5 Wives", "Hairspray" and "Sweet 15".
In 2012, he provided the voice of General X in "Foodfight!"
He guest-starred on "Rhoda" and "In The Heat of The Night".
He also guest-starred on "The Love Boat" and "Archie Bunker's Place".
Jerry was a talented actor and he was also a credit to the Human Race.
He starred in movies, television shows and also on stage.
Jerry starred in both "Seinfeld" and "The King of Queens".
He also starred in "My 5 Wives", "Hairspray" and "Sweet 15".
In 2012, he provided the voice of General X in "Foodfight!"
He guest-starred on "Rhoda" and "In The Heat of The Night".
He also guest-starred on "The Love Boat" and "Archie Bunker's Place".
Jerry was a talented actor and he was also a credit to the Human Race.
#death
#memorial
#nonfiction
32 reads
1 Comment
cabcool
Poem Published
8th May 2020 6:27am
8th May 2020 6:27am
deep blue sea
The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.
— Jacques Yves Cousteau
so many, many times
i’ve watched your swelling waves
their heaving, sighing bosoms raise
to gloat over the graves
of many, many men
that sleep upon your floors
their dreams cut short by silent sighs
that wither on your shores
no more, no more trust i
your suave,...
— Jacques Yves Cousteau
so many, many times
i’ve watched your swelling waves
their heaving, sighing bosoms raise
to gloat over the graves
of many, many men
that sleep upon your floors
their dreams cut short by silent sighs
that wither on your shores
no more, no more trust i
your suave,...
#grief
#hope
#dreams
#sea
#memorial
52 reads
2 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
1st May 2020 1:19am
1st May 2020 1:19am
Notes of Memoriam (A Villanelle)
Taken far too young still their legacy endures.
Music masters, shooting stars of Rock ‘n’ Roll.
Oh what they may have done, genius left to mature.
Through Buddy I succumbed to Peggy Sue’s allure.
With unique stuttered cadence tales of love he told.
Taken far too young still their legacy endures.
Chicano teen rocks his “La Bamba” signature.
Music’s flame burned bright in Richie’s Mexican soul.
Oh what they may have done, genius left to mature.
Jim sings of love, free will, and tough bullies conquered.
On stage, he looked like...
Music masters, shooting stars of Rock ‘n’ Roll.
Oh what they may have done, genius left to mature.
Through Buddy I succumbed to Peggy Sue’s allure.
With unique stuttered cadence tales of love he told.
Taken far too young still their legacy endures.
Chicano teen rocks his “La Bamba” signature.
Music’s flame burned bright in Richie’s Mexican soul.
Oh what they may have done, genius left to mature.
Jim sings of love, free will, and tough bullies conquered.
On stage, he looked like...
#death
#music
#memories
#memorial
#gratitude
71 reads
8 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
28th Apr 2020 3:56pm
28th Apr 2020 3:56pm
Exequies for a Bee
(twenty-eight of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
Found a Bee last night
on its last leg
of its short existence.
Got me thinking. . .
a lone(r) individual
now no longer
pollinating his
surroundings, unable
to serve his Queen,
accepts his fate &
waits for the gate
to open.
This Bee lied sideways
barely moving
on my bedroom floor.
i would have set outside
but i knew he would not
survive, so i tried
to make his upcoming
demise
as comfortable as ...
Found a Bee last night
on its last leg
of its short existence.
Got me thinking. . .
a lone(r) individual
now no longer
pollinating his
surroundings, unable
to serve his Queen,
accepts his fate &
waits for the gate
to open.
This Bee lied sideways
barely moving
on my bedroom floor.
i would have set outside
but i knew he would not
survive, so i tried
to make his upcoming
demise
as comfortable as ...
#memorial
#bees
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
#DeepUndergroundPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
92 reads
17 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
24th Apr 2020 2:35pm
24th Apr 2020 2:35pm
cand y store uni-verse / Betcher Sweet Arse
Sarcophagus with soft chewy candy center,
~ crunchy out side ~
Death is the frosting on the ever-present cup
cake.
They know where you were on the night the candystore
feii silent.
They know who. They know how.
Even if "which way is up?" is gigglishly
...
~ crunchy out side ~
Death is the frosting on the ever-present cup
cake.
They know where you were on the night the candystore
feii silent.
They know who. They know how.
Even if "which way is up?" is gigglishly
...
#anxiety
#dreams
#death
#evolution
#memorial
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Candor
Poem Published
17th Apr 2020 2:36pm
17th Apr 2020 2:36pm
The Phase
If only we’d had more time;
I didn't take her with me, but she was never left behind.
Forever young yet not naïve, her memory lives on in my mind.
Once a bloom ago, there was a girl, all wit and full of vie.
None could touch the living hurricane; less understood how she came to be.
Long tresses swished and swirled as she sashayed through fair ladies’ court
Young men’s lustful gaze cast collectively throughout the eve.
Wistfully I gazed upon this force of nature, not just a lowly maid
Eyes of indigo a'winking, the entire world her stage. ...
I didn't take her with me, but she was never left behind.
Forever young yet not naïve, her memory lives on in my mind.
Once a bloom ago, there was a girl, all wit and full of vie.
None could touch the living hurricane; less understood how she came to be.
Long tresses swished and swirled as she sashayed through fair ladies’ court
Young men’s lustful gaze cast collectively throughout the eve.
Wistfully I gazed upon this force of nature, not just a lowly maid
Eyes of indigo a'winking, the entire world her stage. ...
#love
#death
#memorial
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DU Poetry : Memorial Poems
