Darkness Welcomes Me.
I sleep some and then I wake. Wake is asking and questioning. Shall I go or laugh at the questions? The feeling with the question or the feeling that keeps me here! I do not dream, I only feel. There is no color or faces, it is just the feel
EFFECTS OF BUSH WAR IN ANGOLA 1980's
I wrote this poem on 17 Oct 2008 when I reflected what we did in Angola as South African soldiers.
My angle has gone
I dont think this is poem as much as a short story that I wrote it about my father's death
Mary's Faults
First I must tell you all I was widowed last year and watched my partner pass away suddenly without notice in my arms. It looked like my world had ended I grew very depressed and could not control my emotions. I started playing a online game silly to most but believe it or not many adults do this to escape their daily reality to get some relief. Thats when I met Terek who listened to me and soothed me with his tender words and he was so understanding. Months past we grew closer online as friends and he would soon be in my town on business so we planned to meet for the first time to have Dinner together. When we met our romance began maybe on my part because of my need to be held to feel loved and secure at that time but it blossomed into something special he would drive 14 hrs to see me and stay a few days he spoiled me I spoiled him but he was married unhappily but that fact remained he belonged to another. I was feeling very fragile I had recently broke up with him. I broke up because I didn't want to be the other woman anymore and this was the first and last time it will ever happen. Don't look at us like were evil because neither of us meant to fall deeply as we did. He is very unhappy where he remains and yes I believe every word he said for good reason. We go on broken hearted and stay intouch maybe some day he will find the strength to get out of where he is but I can't sit and wait as long as I know he belongs to another I must go on but I am Thankful they he woke me up enough to know it is possible for me to love again.
Life's Fight
I wrote this poem because I have struggled so mych with the death of my mother.
Goodbye
I wrote this poem for my mom. She died on April 8th 2007. She closed her eyes and went to sleep, only to never wake again. Its still hard but I know she's watching over me.
the loss of life
yu need motivationt o carry on. and when those that ar e close to you give you a hard time, you r purpose and worthiness is unsuppported an d ignored and downgraded. so u need some way to express these feelings if not sometimes clearly bu t the hint is there and the feeings are there the difference is to find waht is worth saving and waht is worth leaving.
Reflection
For my Mum.
love 2 love
the love of my life senselessly killed by a drunk driver while doing what he loved wind in his hair motorcycle riding . rip junior .
My Best Friend
For my black lab. We are reaching the end of our journey together. I know, I see what will all to soon be :-(
Empty Words
Written on hearing of the death of a new friend's mother. Talking to her made me think of what it was like when my own mom died.
Behold young friends..
I didn't write this...my best friend and I stumbled upon this on accident in a cemetary on a headstone when we were young....it has stuck with us ever since. We also have seen it in other places, after that experience.
Happy Birthday Baby
This is about the death of my daughter
Squirrel's Song
Honey Nut Clusters will be holding a service.
Memoriam from a pet
Written and sent to friend whose rescue dog had died
I Speak To You In~Rhythms~
"Conversations with God" ~*an uncommon dialogue*~ Book 1 - Neale Donald Walsh "Thou wilt show me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy; at thy right hand are pleasures forevermore." ~ Psalm 16:11
Fish out of Water
You went and left with another guy, glitter and fade into a starless sky. I spend my days with just your ghost, a parasite for which I’m the host. I miss the smell of the salty sea, miss the sway of a tall palm tree, miss the
Death Scape
Loss/Death Theme Researching this could have fatal consequences...lol.
As I Lay Dying
This is about the death of ones love when the other walks away.
grace is gone
song written by jamie cullum it makes me cry its a beautiful song
Tribute to an Old Sailor
Written upon the death of the father of my two best friends, who was much more of a father to me than my own.
WASN'T YOU WAS ME!!
shortly before I deleted my profile !!
crossed roads
i don't know if this is done in other countries or continents, but it always touches me here in America.
A Touch Of Reality
This is about what is after this earth life and how we feel about it. Words that came to comfort the soul...
Don't Kiss Them Goodbye
It's about the loss of a loved one. I wrote it because people have a difficult time letting go. They also have a difficult time with remembering that their loved one is still very near to them and I wanted to bridge that gap for them. I feel wonderful when I can be a channel for such beautiful messages.
falling star
I wrote this for a fellow poet,she was diagnosed with terminal cancer,she cried after reading it,and we prayed together,yeah....we all have bad days,just be thankful for your health,she told me this...be nice to one another,lifes to short,smile everyday,for you're never ready when something horrible in life comes you're way!
Silent Plea
It's such a sad, sad thing when people decide to give up everything that is good in their lives because of something terrible that happened to them.
Grandparents
This is a poem about my mothers parents...
For an Eternal Memory of a Dear
This was my first poem, I wrote it when my best friend passed away. RIP my friend, the world has became worse after your departure, and the heavens became better at your arrival.
Lilac and Rain
Yet another stinkin' lost love song. This one about my troubled ex-fiance' in Georgia, who's 3-year old had been murdered by her previous husband, who also happened to be chief of police. Long story short, I held on the best I could, but she eventually took her own life in order to be with her daughter. I never wrote about that one, some things just don't lend themselves to words.
Friend
This is a song lyric that I wrote about visiting my best friend in the hospital after he had taken a massive overdose of hallucinagenics and other drugs and regressed to a catatonic state. After years of hospitalization and therapy, he was finally released, where he commited suicide. The devastation wrought by drugs is so widespread and so deeply felt.
Trapped in haite
what it must be like to be trapped
Alive and Dead
The sugar bows to the base he wilts pleading his case alive and dead in one day alive and dead in many ways the wakings intent between the lament i had flown into a town with no vent space lights thru the Iguazu trees catacomb burial: r
The Funeral
Loss/Death Theme Makes you kinda wanta put this off 'til much later...
If Something Happened to Me
If something did happen to me, I would be curious to know how everyone who knew me would react. I wasn't liked that much, and it would just make me wonder if anyone would mourn the loss of my life.
In the Quieter Moments
In the quieter moments I sometimes hear the whisper of your gentle voice on the wind and I want to cry because I no longer can hold you. I walk the spots we once shared and feel you there and a tear falls because I can no longer see you smile. As
Carnations in the sky.....
since my kids mom died, we go to the park every mothers day and take green (her favorite color) baloons and tie carnations (her favorite flower) to them and send them up to her
Death of my Fiance
The pendulum swings....... both ways....equally as far. And so the heights my heart once knew, now too, must know it’s sorrows. And though I hold no fault with its ensuing arc I wish that I could alter the stubbornness,
Friendship Lost
the pain of loosing a best friend
Husband
Husband died leaving me alive Sustained by his enduring love for his children I must be alive Beautiful are his children to me And in their beautiful faces I see his beloved eyes Now in the light of dawn I feel his peace once more Down in the
I Understand Now!
sorry if my poem kinda sucks i wrote this when i was 9 years old the last verse i worte today... but that poem was about my brother who passed away when i was just 5 years old... and how i didn't understand why he wasnt with me
God Took You
I wrote this poem a few months after my husband died, after the fog had lifted and i was able to accept his death.