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
234 reads
9 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
234 reads
9 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
234 reads
9 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2019 2:55am
28th May 2019 2:55am
Little White Crosses
Little white crosses all in a row,
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#beach
#memorial
561 reads
6 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2019 2:55am
28th May 2019 2:55am
Little White Crosses
Little white crosses all in a row,
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#beach
#memorial
561 reads
6 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2019 2:55am
28th May 2019 2:55am
Little White Crosses
Little white crosses all in a row,
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#beach
#memorial
561 reads
6 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2019 2:55am
28th May 2019 2:55am
Little White Crosses
Little white crosses all in a row,
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#beach
#memorial
561 reads
6 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
28th May 2019 2:55am
28th May 2019 2:55am
Little White Crosses
Little white crosses all in a row,
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
how do you brave the rain?
In memories, do you speak
in the minds of your children,
do you retrace your hopes
in pointing towards the sky
with feet forever grounded?
Does your perfection upset you,
your conformity of geometry,
do you miss the peril of being flawed
and in reception of uncontrollable things
sloshing you about,
washing you ashore,
bleeding you dry?
Are you made of bones which remain,
calcified and indestructible,
is it your testimony to endure this way, ...
#soldiers
#war
#death
#beach
#memorial
561 reads
6 Comments
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
587 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
587 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
587 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
587 reads
1 Comment
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