A Lost Friend
I sit back and sip this on this champagne Wondering why my friend Dwayne Could not restrain Shooting that cane into his veins I use to ask him to explain What was meant to be gained The only answer I received was the fast lane We fought every
One way Train
never a distant truth
Departure
You, on that day of threshing, spoke of your requirements: to be upbraided, to be unloosed from these blue garments. I recall you sobbing, in twilight, in the upper garden… Hush now, listen to me: you have touched a patch of wet clover s
The Widow's Draw
I am really a widow, I lost my husband in 2004. If I would have known that waiting all this time for the experience of "online dating" and all the "widowers" that have contacted me..I think I would have just, I don't know, visited bars more often! I cannot imagine how many women have died and left their men all alone!!!! Not.
You Have Left
An empty space you left behind A hole to big to fill All around the angels cry To sing they’ve lost their will Even God in heaven sits And somberly stares down Shakes his head, wipes a tear Just cannot move his frown Gone you are, no long
Rush Limbaugh
Rush has a good song on Obama called Barack O Claus is Coming To Town by Paul Shanklin
"Inferno" Tribute, part 1
I know that Dante starts out with a description of the first few layers, but I wanted to take a message of hell in a different fashion and skip the back story to make this a bit more allegorical.
the dream
A dream gained and lost, all at once. The grief remains I wasn't going to post this, but realised I had written this to share, not to keep
Calling the Dead
We speak their names into the sky, across the void we call out to them. We seek signs they have made it through- to give us a word, some hint of what happens when we die. They don't reply- just stand in the shadows and sha
My Summer Love
This is the original version i wrote before wanting to change it and doing a "sliding doors" type thing. Please feel free to comment on any of my poems be it positive or negative as this is the first time i have aired them and am curious as to your opinions.
Eternity
written for a friend who was just told she has three months leftt to live
Thunder and rain
I wrote this after my marriage was over some years ago. little did i know then, it was the best thing that could have ever happened to me!
SITTING IN MY DECKCHAIR (2)
I viewed the world's life With my own, with untold strife Full of joys and pain both We are in unison, betrothed Neither could put wrongs right So we sit and ponder into the night We can't go our separate ways So here we sit
Undying Love
tell me wat u think, please n thank you
NUMMMMMMMMMM
Take how you want this my first write comments was kinda n a dark spell
22nd November 1996
i.m. Aunt Marjorie The day of her funeral it snowed, the only day of the year on which there was snow. The cortege crawled to the chapel. Afterwards in the cemetery, we clustered in groups, recalling the clusters who kept watch by her be
Regret
It's about my ex-wife who is dying of pancreatic cancer it is not complete and probaly not very good but writing has helped me cope
Gone From Here
For those of you that are not here At this very special time of year You’re in our thoughts we hope you know And in our hearts with this we show All our love we send to you And know you feel the same way too Forever in our memories will be
Enough said...
These few lines were written a few days ago while listening to the news and the way sorrow and misery is portrayed. Each station has it's own agenda and way of expressing the pain that the victims are feeling but with a cold and de-saturated position regardless of how they try to be sincere.
Rotting Away
Tragic endings pile upon beautiful sunsets, Casting a gold glow over death, and cooking rancid corpses, while sending the proof of their demise into the breeze burdened day. Everything horrible was once wonderful, and has lost its once contained
The Rose
I wrote this poem on the anniversary of the death of a friend lost to a murderous husband. The poem itself is an abridgement of an analogy of her life as I saw it and how she affected everyone around her. RIP Sam.
When I Die
I wrote this poem for my family because you never know when your last breath will be
AN ANGEL NAMED, "DEE"
A mother's love for her child!. I write to help me cope with my losses. I feel sad, hurt, and sometimes I feel a little depressed! But I know that God make no mistakes, so for whatever reason He called them home, it was His will! He gave me 36 yrs with my son, and 65 with my mom, that is why I can thank Him.! Thank you Jesus!
one more day
To have one more day Is all I ask To fill with joy To do the things I want Happy enjoyable things to do my list thingss to do All want to do My last sky dive A ride in a ballon Simple things I can do A meal on top of the shard To abs
Pain
I wrote this after my dog had past away.
Betrayal of OUR Dead in Defiance
1.2 Billion mactations on New World Order´s bloody Altar of GREED since 26 Jan 1778! WE Homo sapiens are STILL Abused (in billions), victims blamed, kids etc BBQd ALIVE, all for ¨Freedom¨, and exterminated for ¨Economy¨ by the West! Sent in DEFIANCE to 6 successive Poetry and TRUTH hating Chief Orcs of Gulag Australis Inc
Heaven Seekers
24/08/2009
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
My Jason
9 weeks today my son died
The Last word
Self destruction is the minds construction Gradually building with every heartbeat Like an internal tornado pulling from inside Until it brings certain death Electrodes pulsing through my brain 5000 volts with every beat Can my body take the
Old
It's only a poem.
In The Midst Of Night
To explain my father passed away just recently at 2am. It was a peaceful passing and I would like to think that an Angel came to take him home.
City Reality
Busy day in a busy city and it just came to me.
Heart Beat Away
I have written this for my Children
Lost Forever
These eyes do not change me And you spoke the name And now I'm lost forever A spoken name does not blame me But you felt the same And now I'm lost forever These eyes do not tell me Why your lips move and swell And now I'm lost forever
nature of loss
the heart of loss is self i find
have a SEAT at THE righT HAnd oF My LORD
"no man is an island unto himself every man's death diminishes me"
HAUNTING SEARCH
Different to the types of subjects I normally write about. Up late one night ...
CHILDREN OF TRAGEDY
Written after that tragedy that took place at the school in Sandy Hook.
Invisible
depressed and have felt like i don't exist my whole life.
What other road
What other road could I’ve taken? Thorns were strewn on each! Relationships over, friends of centuries gone one by one, alone, whichever road and whatever direction I took my feet were bloodied. Those who see me wonder what am I trying to i