Ryan-G-Hayward
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 4:45pm
21st Oct 2024 4:45pm
Story
I'll bring you stories,
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......
#love
#memorial
#sadness #suffering
#sadness #suffering
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2 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 10:59am
7th Oct 2024 10:59am
Childhood Memories
if I could live there just one day.
I would go back to happy times and sway.
I would visit stormy winters with friends.
Visits at the beach,make amends.
When I was young and nobody pretends.
We would travel to far away lands using our imagination.
And we would stay together like a whole another nation.
We would be safe in our own station.
Of friendship,love,desparation.
Like the day I were sad and you told me a joke.
I didn't get it,but it gave me hope.
It cheered me up and dried my tears.
But eventually,I had...
I would go back to happy times and sway.
I would visit stormy winters with friends.
Visits at the beach,make amends.
When I was young and nobody pretends.
We would travel to far away lands using our imagination.
And we would stay together like a whole another nation.
We would be safe in our own station.
Of friendship,love,desparation.
Like the day I were sad and you told me a joke.
I didn't get it,but it gave me hope.
It cheered me up and dried my tears.
But eventually,I had...
#childhood
#hope
#memorial
#sadness
#uplifting
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 11:57am
5th Aug 2024 11:57am
Mud
What then, is the epilogue
for this life of ink and blood
That whether it be the dust returned
to earth or ashes born of fire, mix either
with blood or ink and you still
just have mud
for this life of ink and blood
That whether it be the dust returned
to earth or ashes born of fire, mix either
with blood or ink and you still
just have mud
#memorial
#TruthOfLife
21 reads
11 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Jun 2024 4:53am
15th Jun 2024 4:53am
Sixes and Sevens
This was the year they should have been walking across stage
Caps and gowns with smiles and cheers all around
This was supposed to be the year they were going to graduate
Instead
We still reel over what happened on that dreadful day
This was the summer they were supposed to spread their wings
Off to adventures, like falling in love or going away on vacation
Some would have been heading to college for higher education
Instead
We’re left wondering with what could have been
No parent should ever have to bury a child ...
Caps and gowns with smiles and cheers all around
This was supposed to be the year they were going to graduate
Instead
We still reel over what happened on that dreadful day
This was the summer they were supposed to spread their wings
Off to adventures, like falling in love or going away on vacation
Some would have been heading to college for higher education
Instead
We’re left wondering with what could have been
No parent should ever have to bury a child ...
#grief
#heartbroken
#memorial
171 reads
9 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 1:42am
22nd May 2024 1:42am
at the end of a day
the days end flares like the
expression on a dog's face
trapped on the highway
knowing the jig is up as an
eighteen wheeler approaches
as I settle in for the evening,
nothing more than a mole in a
burrow
laying here smoking
these worn down old
bones into oblivion
I think about writers I
have loved:
Fante
Hemingway
Carroll
Sexton
Kerouac
I wonder where they
have gone
and what they are doing
right now
expression on a dog's face
trapped on the highway
knowing the jig is up as an
eighteen wheeler approaches
as I settle in for the evening,
nothing more than a mole in a
burrow
laying here smoking
these worn down old
bones into oblivion
I think about writers I
have loved:
Fante
Hemingway
Carroll
Sexton
Kerouac
I wonder where they
have gone
and what they are doing
right now
#memorial
#tragedy
131 reads
4 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
21st May 2024 3:52pm
21st May 2024 3:52pm
Adventure in Narrative Poem
Great Moments In War
Bearing down on the men
with barrel and site, he smirked
the gleam of metal polished black
camouflage hid him and his intentions
rolling over to a tighter corner, he waited
logic says one or more will wander over
taking a breath, he exhaled calm
loving the feel of his finger on the trigger
as a set of legs turns his direction
drawing in tight with just a squeeze at the ready
he squeezes back as it fires out, soaking John
from head to toe, his trigger ready for more
Written by...
Bearing down on the men
with barrel and site, he smirked
the gleam of metal polished black
camouflage hid him and his intentions
rolling over to a tighter corner, he waited
logic says one or more will wander over
taking a breath, he exhaled calm
loving the feel of his finger on the trigger
as a set of legs turns his direction
drawing in tight with just a squeeze at the ready
he squeezes back as it fires out, soaking John
from head to toe, his trigger ready for more
Written by...
#memorial
#memories
161 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
24th Apr 2024 3:50am
24th Apr 2024 3:50am
Unreasonable
It’s tough to deal with people who are difficult
They try your patience, they try your nerves
And though you may try to put yourself in their shoes
Your intuition should let know they’re being absurd
Unreasonable people are just blind to plain logic
They fail to see the irony, let alone their hypocrisy
And if you try to use reason and rationality with them
They are sure to erupt and be enraged by the audacity
They will use sarcasm and wit to deflect or avert
Trying to belittle you with their superior knowledge
But you’ll feel there...
They try your patience, they try your nerves
And though you may try to put yourself in their shoes
Your intuition should let know they’re being absurd
Unreasonable people are just blind to plain logic
They fail to see the irony, let alone their hypocrisy
And if you try to use reason and rationality with them
They are sure to erupt and be enraged by the audacity
They will use sarcasm and wit to deflect or avert
Trying to belittle you with their superior knowledge
But you’ll feel there...
#LifeStruggles
#memorial
#patience
156 reads
2 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 3:36am
7th Apr 2024 3:36am
Embracing The Aquatic - Heat 3
If we pay to use
the neighborhood pool,
you will join the swim team.”
A parental edict
we thought was real mean.
Getting up early
on Summer-break day's
Mounting old, purple
Schwinn bicycle,
slowly, reluctantly peddling…
sloth off to practice
for a Saturday meet
Beach towel, goggles
dangling ‘roun neck.
Wearing too brief,
light/darker blue-striped Speedo.
Splashers’ mandated
racing suit…
that if worn today,
would get me arrested.
Greeted each day
by smiley Coach Butch...
the neighborhood pool,
you will join the swim team.”
A parental edict
we thought was real mean.
Getting up early
on Summer-break day's
Mounting old, purple
Schwinn bicycle,
slowly, reluctantly peddling…
sloth off to practice
for a Saturday meet
Beach towel, goggles
dangling ‘roun neck.
Wearing too brief,
light/darker blue-striped Speedo.
Splashers’ mandated
racing suit…
that if worn today,
would get me arrested.
Greeted each day
by smiley Coach Butch...
#childhood
#water
#memorial #sports
#memorial #sports
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0 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
18th Mar 2024 1:00am
18th Mar 2024 1:00am
For the Golden Dusts in the Valley of Nysa
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/364589-joro/
Joro
I held roses
for the dying heart
a bruise emblem sleeve to footwear
O Wizened Entity, placed in greatness long may those eyes protect,
bless and save thee.
Gatekeepers watch, awaiting those that book passage
into hidden garden grove
thy wooden wise one we place our faith to Your protection
hearth of spirit, looking glass divine
we Your children,dress Your spritely visage
emblazoned emblem, totem to All Faith
She The Goddess praised within place ...
Joro
I held roses
for the dying heart
a bruise emblem sleeve to footwear
O Wizened Entity, placed in greatness long may those eyes protect,
bless and save thee.
Gatekeepers watch, awaiting those that book passage
into hidden garden grove
thy wooden wise one we place our faith to Your protection
hearth of spirit, looking glass divine
we Your children,dress Your spritely visage
emblazoned emblem, totem to All Faith
She The Goddess praised within place ...
#memorial
160 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 10:02pm
13th Mar 2024 10:02pm
Mourning Haiku from the Cafe
Mourning Haiku from the Cafe
mud on his grave
grows buttercups
for her spring blues
deep dirt
buries his casket
her heart wails
dust in her eyes
from his windblown grave
her tombstone blues
her tresses fly free
from the Mississippi delta blues
no more tears
she wipes dust
from his name etched in marble
tomb of no regrets
sentimental blues
sing in her mourning heart
her teary smile
mud on his grave
grows buttercups
for her spring blues
deep dirt
buries his casket
her heart wails
dust in her eyes
from his windblown grave
her tombstone blues
her tresses fly free
from the Mississippi delta blues
no more tears
she wipes dust
from his name etched in marble
tomb of no regrets
sentimental blues
sing in her mourning heart
her teary smile
#love
#grief
#haiku
#memorial
#graveyard
137 reads
2 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 00:55am
4th Mar 2024 00:55am
His Mother
Carnation
Mist of Mothers Day
She is gold-spun love
with blue-eye smiles
wealth within home
an ethos for in awe
'O' Carnation
Pink, white and temperate red
sung from beach combs
ponds to woodland kisses
they belong to You
swung up in hearty chuckle
A day, such today
it is surely one I pray
settling astride to wrap
arms about neck, pecks
to loving forehead
and yet...
just too far away
yet here...
in the land of
weep and willow
another son
hugs
and we...
Mist of Mothers Day
She is gold-spun love
with blue-eye smiles
wealth within home
an ethos for in awe
'O' Carnation
Pink, white and temperate red
sung from beach combs
ponds to woodland kisses
they belong to You
swung up in hearty chuckle
A day, such today
it is surely one I pray
settling astride to wrap
arms about neck, pecks
to loving forehead
and yet...
just too far away
yet here...
in the land of
weep and willow
another son
hugs
and we...
#memorial
159 reads
8 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 00:42am
20th Feb 2024 00:42am
A TRIBUTE TO MRS. ZINN (I Love You)
Sadness covered the earth, as.the
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
#love
#grief
#mother
#heaven
#memorial
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2 Comments
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