wallyroo92
Poem Published
18th Sep 2020 8:38pm
18th Sep 2020 8:38pm
Dear Mrs. Tepper
Dear Mrs. Tepper,
I’m sorry to hear about your loss,
I’m sorry you have this cross to bear,
And though you’ve received condolences,
I too would like to offer a little prayer.
Mrs. Tepper, I know I’m just a stranger,
But if you could hear me for a second please,
I feel so sad about your daughter’s passing,
I also want to extend my deepest sympathies…
See, I’m a drum corps fan like many others,
I take a joy in the talent of today’s youth,
But when the news came over the feeds,
It touched my heart to tell you the...
I’m sorry to hear about your loss,
I’m sorry you have this cross to bear,
And though you’ve received condolences,
I too would like to offer a little prayer.
Mrs. Tepper, I know I’m just a stranger,
But if you could hear me for a second please,
I feel so sad about your daughter’s passing,
I also want to extend my deepest sympathies…
See, I’m a drum corps fan like many others,
I take a joy in the talent of today’s youth,
But when the news came over the feeds,
It touched my heart to tell you the...
#grief
#motherhood
#death #memorial
#death #memorial
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
18th Sep 2020 5:54am
18th Sep 2020 5:54am
The Unforgotten
Writing like the illustration of a whisper
The outlined cries of an unspoken heart
Every reflection perceived through the eyes of another
Is both the truth and the lie of its image
Something gets unlocked in me
Layered beneath this depth of perception
Reading ourselves into inkblot literature
What is the ash but a forest that took flight in sparks
Only to cascade on us
Like the precipitation of a former flame
Carried off in a still life flood of vacant memory
...
The outlined cries of an unspoken heart
Every reflection perceived through the eyes of another
Is both the truth and the lie of its image
Something gets unlocked in me
Layered beneath this depth of perception
Reading ourselves into inkblot literature
What is the ash but a forest that took flight in sparks
Only to cascade on us
Like the precipitation of a former flame
Carried off in a still life flood of vacant memory
...
#mother
#death
#memorial
#IMissYou
#cancer
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 5:28pm
10th Sep 2020 5:28pm
The Self Terminating Statue-Abortion Movement
In a fractal of
destruction
the will of chaos
was fully imposed
on those who
attacked the art
of philanthropy
because of the race
of the givers
Statue-makers
and their children
...be damned
they put up
the symbol of
statue-abortion
Which beget it’s
own self destructive
memes of termination
dark hilarity
I pulled my own
from the crypt
for post-analysis
in summary
begetting
another fraction
of...
destruction
the will of chaos
was fully imposed
on those who
attacked the art
of philanthropy
because of the race
of the givers
Statue-makers
and their children
...be damned
they put up
the symbol of
statue-abortion
Which beget it’s
own self destructive
memes of termination
dark hilarity
I pulled my own
from the crypt
for post-analysis
in summary
begetting
another fraction
of...
#anger
#death
#memorial #art
#memorial #art
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1 Comment
PurplePandas
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 4:17am
31st Aug 2020 4:17am
Gone Too Soon
Another soul taken too soon.
Another loss to make us blue.
You left too soon, we could not bear.
The memories, we will always share.
Lock down on us and keep us safe.
We will be together again one day.
For even though another is gone.
Another guardian angel we've won.
We'll remember you until our end.
Another life with you will begin.
This isn't a goodbye, those don't exist.
I'll see you late in our afterlife bliss.
Another loss to make us blue.
You left too soon, we could not bear.
The memories, we will always share.
Lock down on us and keep us safe.
We will be together again one day.
For even though another is gone.
Another guardian angel we've won.
We'll remember you until our end.
Another life with you will begin.
This isn't a goodbye, those don't exist.
I'll see you late in our afterlife bliss.
#grief
#death
#memorial
36 reads
1 Comment
slipalong
Poem Published
19th Aug 2020 9:25am
19th Aug 2020 9:25am
My tears are dried on rags of pity
Dystopia behold its towering halls
I stumble barefoot sometimes crawl
the plague abroad in town and city
my tears are dried on rags of pity
Bare streets where ghostly footsteps echo
just boarded shops the new Art Deco
sidewalks, married to takeaway confetti
my tear are dried on rags of pity
Frailty of acceptance just a broken crystal palace
and mental anguish bears no malice
the slope so steep the way so slippery
my tears are dried on rags of pity
A swathe of fear, the scythe cuts toll
for all...
I stumble barefoot sometimes crawl
the plague abroad in town and city
my tears are dried on rags of pity
Bare streets where ghostly footsteps echo
just boarded shops the new Art Deco
sidewalks, married to takeaway confetti
my tear are dried on rags of pity
Frailty of acceptance just a broken crystal palace
and mental anguish bears no malice
the slope so steep the way so slippery
my tears are dried on rags of pity
A swathe of fear, the scythe cuts toll
for all...
#memorial
35 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
18th Aug 2020 6:23pm
18th Aug 2020 6:23pm
Dickran Golabrian (1949-2019) aka Leon Redbone
A walkin'stick walked
away to ever'land
last year.
With Big Chief Buffalo Nickles
jinglin'in pockets.
Such a sweet song was he.
Much history (musically)....and a bit
of mystery
to help lighten our load.
Well worth a memory and more.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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away to ever'land
last year.
With Big Chief Buffalo Nickles
jinglin'in pockets.
Such a sweet song was he.
Much history (musically)....and a bit
of mystery
to help lighten our load.
Well worth a memory and more.
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#memorial
77 reads
1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
16th Aug 2020 5:29pm
16th Aug 2020 5:29pm
Dear Leah..............The Pain/Grief, Relentless
The music is painful (all)....haven't listened
since you left.
Should I force myself? It's been over two
years (since you're
gone forever)......
I'm listening now. To whom is irrelevant
I'm still missing the point of "it" that
once i was so intimate.
O, god....i wish i'd have spent more time with you
during your last few years here on earth.
You'd be amazed at the shit I've survived.
Hundreds...
since you left.
Should I force myself? It's been over two
years (since you're
gone forever)......
I'm listening now. To whom is irrelevant
I'm still missing the point of "it" that
once i was so intimate.
O, god....i wish i'd have spent more time with you
during your last few years here on earth.
You'd be amazed at the shit I've survived.
Hundreds...
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#memories
#memorial
60 reads
7 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
16th Aug 2020 5:06pm
16th Aug 2020 5:06pm
"Can't help falling in love with this haiku"
wise men say only
fools rush in but I can't help
falling in love with
.... you
Elvis Presley
January 8, 1935—August 16, 1977
fools rush in but I can't help
falling in love with
.... you
Elvis Presley
January 8, 1935—August 16, 1977
#music
#memories
#memorial
#senryu
#nostalgia
111 reads
17 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
31st Jul 2020 6:08am
31st Jul 2020 6:08am
Sunlight and Rain
I speak to fill the silence
But every word fails to comfort me
In the serenades of all I yearn to say
To commemorate your legacy
Caught between these realms
Of heaven and of earth
Your joyous homecoming is my grief
Your absence is debt
When I think of all your worth
For all the tears I shed I find no relief
Sorrow finds me here again
For the craters of this memory
I am lost within this longing
When you are in a place that I want to be
I am but a vagabond
Homeless for the shelter of your heart ...
But every word fails to comfort me
In the serenades of all I yearn to say
To commemorate your legacy
Caught between these realms
Of heaven and of earth
Your joyous homecoming is my grief
Your absence is debt
When I think of all your worth
For all the tears I shed I find no relief
Sorrow finds me here again
For the craters of this memory
I am lost within this longing
When you are in a place that I want to be
I am but a vagabond
Homeless for the shelter of your heart ...
#grief
#hope
#death
#memories
#memorial
50 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
20th Jul 2020 9:48pm
20th Jul 2020 9:48pm
resurrection
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever
believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live.” —John 11:25
the silence of the grave
hangs heavy on the ear
where once the gallant soul and brave
mock scandal made of fear
there, cold, my mother’s grave
frail bones nightmared inside
‘tis not for me some choice enclave
where hopes and dreams preside
the spirit and the grave
no match thus made in heav’n
for time cannot the soul enslave
whose freedom is life’s leav’n
the power of the...
believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live.” —John 11:25
the silence of the grave
hangs heavy on the ear
where once the gallant soul and brave
mock scandal made of fear
there, cold, my mother’s grave
frail bones nightmared inside
‘tis not for me some choice enclave
where hopes and dreams preside
the spirit and the grave
no match thus made in heav’n
for time cannot the soul enslave
whose freedom is life’s leav’n
the power of the...
#grief
#death
#memorial #graveyard
#memorial #graveyard
72 reads
1 Comment
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
20th Jul 2020 9:05pm
20th Jul 2020 9:05pm
Ink Heartbeat
when the coffin carries me
in a floral shower
bathed in your tears
remove that hand from wood
place it in my journals
feel my words in every margin
there, you’ll find me
breathing with each splattered dot
and smiling as you read
if you find your fingertips
smearing the sides of poetry
know you carry my ink heartbeat
a stain for you to keep
on grieving skin
in a floral shower
bathed in your tears
remove that hand from wood
place it in my journals
feel my words in every margin
there, you’ll find me
breathing with each splattered dot
and smiling as you read
if you find your fingertips
smearing the sides of poetry
know you carry my ink heartbeat
a stain for you to keep
on grieving skin
#grief
#death
#memorial
#myself
#WritingPoetry
73 reads
1 Comment
cloventongue89
Poem Published
16th Jul 2020 6:08am
16th Jul 2020 6:08am
Memories On Layaway
Trying to find a way to let her go without losing her
This paradox of the essence of loss
Every page is insatiable
Writing letters relative to priceless sentiments
Feeling overlooked
Seeking an audience to satisfy the longing
Negligence of a poorly written love song
The silence is needless as my time alone
When I'm prone to isolate and reminisce
As I find comradery with my thoughts
A serenade to a stranger's loneliness
From one routine to another in the elements of subtle change
Reprioritizing purpose ...
This paradox of the essence of loss
Every page is insatiable
Writing letters relative to priceless sentiments
Feeling overlooked
Seeking an audience to satisfy the longing
Negligence of a poorly written love song
The silence is needless as my time alone
When I'm prone to isolate and reminisce
As I find comradery with my thoughts
A serenade to a stranger's loneliness
From one routine to another in the elements of subtle change
Reprioritizing purpose ...
#mother
#family
#death
#memories
#memorial
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