DEATH
THIS POEM WAS WRITTEN DURING MY GRIEF WHEN MY HUSBAND PASSED AWAY IN 2004
Prison
Here I sit inside these walls A prison not of my making I stare out through shuttered bars The world revolves around me All you see is a broken shell My chin has drool dribbling There is no way you I can tell Inside this shell here is me
We'll say no 'goodbyes'.
A sonnet written on the death of a friend, for in the sweet by and by, we'll meet again.
Never want to stop hoping
Kind of depressing and a little ... I don't know it just feels young to me. I wrote this a year after my grandma passed away.
Shadow
I wrote this when my father died, 5years ago
As I Lie Dying (A Different Look)
A look from a different direction
Where Angels never die
I wrote this se4veral years after my dad had passed
The lonely boy (WWII)
I wrote this poem at the age of 13, i was obsessed with war and i wrote many others
Death of a Sunflower
Ok, so, about 3 years ago dad and I grew this big gorgeous sunflower. I was almost blinded when I looked at it, but like most flowers, he didn't stay that bright, and slowly died. His stem, seed pod, and leaves still remained as he sat on the stairs and every day I told myself how much I felt sorry for him, and how I'd write a poem about him. Well, it's 3 years later, better late than never eh?
An Ode ToMy Friend And Boss
I wrote this poem a number of years ago in tribute to a man who was not only my boss but also my friend.He was a quiet genius in electronics and one of the earliest developers of cable TV. At one time he owned 9 systems in 4 states. Since this is Memorial Day I thought it fitting to post my poem.
I AM
A friends suicide, stirring up memories of others who took the same path and how i relate that to the path i choose for myself
The Wish of Heaven in the Sky!
As one grows older the spirits of our loved ones pass us by! Tis the old Question, is there life after death? In a land of paradise or does the cloak of darkness just consume us and we are no more?
The Grave
The woman slowly through the graveyard walks, She stops a while and at a grave she talks, Oh Jimmy! oh Jimmy! oh why did you go, You were my joy oh didn't you know, On her face she wears a frown, The sky so soft on her looks down, The drizzle
Sandy Miles
Sandy miles I have walked Trying to sort all my thoughts Why God took you away from me Just something i couldnt see I knew your pain felt your darkness To live you took the risk How i ache to touch you once more but God well He showed you th
Loss and Love
Mourning the loss of my cat...may a new star be born this evening..
Fractured
Like an earthquake, tragedy and death hit without warning, but love too like life is precious and eternal as each day is so long and we remember those taken away from us will live on in our hearts.
The drunk
Something a lil different..
A War?
Sweeping on
Death It Shall Be
another poem written by my brother, he gave it to me to share here with my CS family, hope you guys like it.
Live your life
dealing with the pain of loosing someone
dad
this i wrote in march for anniversary of my dad`s death,still miss him so much ,i was his blue eyed little girl nd his was my hero
Spiral Of Love
Spiral of love inside her smile Stretched and stretched for more than a mile Sparkles and flashes were her eyes The joy of love was no surprize It shot and blended up and up Until the spiral reached its prime That thatch of hair all tangled and
Knock, knock......
We have all wondered about death, and when it knocks on our door.
Lost Love
this poem is about my x pass a way long time ago back in 11.10,90- 11.11.10 but i am taking one day at a time.
Solitary Owl
In Memory of my friend, Danie RIP 31/03/2008
Coming Back Down
i lost my girl friend 3 years ago, in a car accident
a life that once was
ode to a baby chick that died this morning.
Human
My brothers experience , not mine.
Dont talk about tomorrow
written for my Aunt Rettie who passed away today
Sing Sweetly Darlin'
This is actually a song I wrote a few years ago. I returned home from the hospital where my father had been rushed with a serious head injury. We were informed that his chances of survival were slim. I returned home and put on the radio and I heard a story about a farmer who died trapped under a tractor after an accident on a river bank. The farmer's wife was with him and couldn't get any mobile reception to call the flying doctor, nor could she drive back for they arrived together on the tractor. She lay beside him until he died in her arms. I picked up my guitar and wrote this song in the style of a Celtic lament.
Forever Rose
Intending to modify the Rose,I elected to write a whole new poem to compliment "A Postcard From Heaven" which I posted in Grieving Mothers.However this poem is posted in a memorial site for the two teens who were killed nearly two years ago(?).The mother friended me on FB because of poems I posted there.She was having trouble coping and my poem helped her see her daughter's death in a different way,which is the best reward I could get.
A Soldier's Cross
A Soldier's Cross The soldier had honourably met his fate And as he stood before the gate, He thought he would forever wait But his name was found atop the slate. He asked if he would be sent below For having to kill his country's foe, But
Silence
I was just going thru a hard time, and this is my release. I like to think I have a way with words. Hope you like it...
Key
Don't lock your heart away put it out there to stay. No chains around it keeping it safe. Place it out on the table for all to see for they can know the real me. Take this note as you must i say love or B U S T!
Existing no more
Very depressed dealing with loss.
Eternal Rest
Beneath this tree I'm all alone The ground becomes my bedding Stars so bright, no clouds around The moon a distant figure A gentle breeze to cool my brow The hoot of owl in distance Here is my home beneath the sky This place I want for rest et
A Long Haired Angel
This is a song I made for a girl I knew that comiting suicide.
Grief every where--written by me in 2008
IAM JUST SHARING SOME OF MY POETRY I WROTE IN THE PASSED
Till we meet again
Missing a mother who sadly died 13th february 2012
Darkness All Around
darkness due to dealth
So Sad
Another war on news Death stalking from the sky Oblivious bombs go buzzing bye Another lost soul A mother must console Her son was not to keep
Bruised From Inside
The torment is over For healing has begun. No more abuse No more torture especially your kind I am in charge You may think you have won but my dignity came with me. Yours was hung up for all to see. For discretion was my tool. Revenge i