Random Epitaph Poems (28)

I know not what you could have been
A saint so pure or full of sin
I pray only that your happy now
And if my seed, my love is vow

...Let me rest my soul on your chest...

To Daddy

Daddy – sorry not to see you before I passed away
Mummy was so hoping that you’d come up and stay.
We waited nearly for a year – but you did not arrive
I did so want a visit while I was still alive.

Oskar feels the difference – now I am not around.
We loved each other’s company; when Mum worked we found
A partnership together – and now he’s all alone.
He offers her some comfort, their sadness to condone.

Before I died she cut some hair – a keepsake to review.
She had it made into a pendant, “A gift from you”
She called it – and now its come it is a part
Of me forever. She wears it near her heart.

We were a family, once, she said, the four of us, so close.
I’ll never know what happened – why you became morose…
I loved you still, no matter what – I know you loved me too
Now here’s my hair that Mummy cut. She gives the rest to you.

From Chloe with love

If I could 'die' before I die, then when I die, I shall not die.

Be with me through my tears
Stay close to me when I fear
That nothing good can ever happen.
Wipe away my pain
When noone else can think
Or imagine of my sufferin.
Help me bury all d insults,sarcasm, and taunts
Which others bestow upon me
Deep in d layers of my skin.
Help me understand myself more
Specially my thoughts,actions, and dreams
Which give people the impression
That i am a person full of attitude,demand and other shit.
If i can't be helped from my own thread of thoughts
If i can't be held whn i am broken like a glass
If i can't be saved when i am troubled
Then my disappearance
My insanity
My death
Shall all be a part of gods plan or mayb fate and destiny,
Wanting me to meet and imprint
Some happy,sad,harsh memories in people's lives.

MY DEAR SWEET SISTER ANNETTE,I WISH THAT YOU WERE STILL HERE WITH ME. BUT I GUESS ACCORDING TO JESUS.IT JUST WASN'T MENT TO BE. EVERY DAY I MISS YOU MORE AND MORE,AND TEARS FALL FROM MY EYES. HOPING THAT YOU ARE WATCHING OVER ME.IN THE BEAUTIFUL BLUE SKIES. GOD KNEW WHAT YOU NEEDED .MUCH MORE THAN I EVER DID. YOU WERE A TRUE WONDERFUL BLESSING.MY SWEET SISTER,MY FREIND . IN THIS BIG CRUEL WORLD ,YOU FELT THAT YOU HAD TO BE TUFF. BUT JESUS TOOK YOUR HAND AND SAID NO,ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. SO ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOUR BIG SISTER LOVED YOU. BECAUSE I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT YOU LOVED ME TOO. ANNETTE KAYE TURNER VAUGHN 1963-2009

The Child within,
Never dies,
Tho' sometimes he hides,
Sometimes she cries,

We keep Dreams unfettered,
Till we depart this Earth,
Into a New Mothers' womb,
Unto a Glorious New Birth,

All Die Young,
Only to live again,
So piss on my grave,
We'll all meet again,
In the End.

Sometimes we wish we could unfold the sky
To take you back from the space and time
So we can see your smile
For you who never knew our name

We barely know if you're a boy or a girl
You're a heaven fragments from our wound

Cover up with our blood and bones
Our shattered mind is a stage for your grave
Cover up with our blood and bones
Our shattered mind is a stage for your grave

Those bright lights beneath the stars
Reminds me of your little name

We wish we could turn back the time
For you who never knew our name
For you who never knew our name

But when we close our eyes
We stumble ourselves inside
Tears never bring you back

To Love, is to know.....

change needs a companion.

(Hopi First Nations member of the now USA.. proverb
Walk lightly in spring for Mother Earth is pregnant

The things you learn between breaths

Freedom only lives in the souls of our Specie..

what can be given unconditionally
Shall not need to be returned

We are Limited by our own definitions

Believe in beliefs for that is what will provide colour to our voids

(Part 12) "Terminal Paradox"

The story so far.... John Norrington, only survivor of the
coach tragedy, manages to find sanctuary in a cave
and comes in contact with a large meteorite that had
crashed there hours before. He collapses to the ground
and a few minutes later feels revitalised and gains
new powers and abilities. Returning to the Norrington
manor, he creates a costume for his disguise as the
Black Dove and then goes in search of his friend's killers.
He finally catches up with Jack Wild and his outlaws.
Norrington and Jenkins board a ship. They eventually set sail
back to England. On their way back the ship is caught in
strange fog, which transports them into the future, then
to the past, and finally back to their present, and they are
back home. Everything seems normal but for the fact it is
one day prior to the coach tragedy. Norrington prepares
to alter the events that would follow, As the outlaws
are coming closer to the coach with their guns drawn Jack
Wild cries to the passengers to get out of the coach,
Norrington leaps out the coach and jumps onto Jack Wild.
The other outlaws fire at Norrington. He falls to the ground
and lies there lifeless. While the outlaws chase after the
stagecoach to capture its passengers, the King's guards
approach from the opposite side and give help to
Norrington. who regains strength and disguised as the
Black Dove chases the runaway coach. He has very
little time now for stopping the coach.
Climbing on top of his horse he takes a leap and descends
on the roof of the coach, which is now rounding the bend and
heading for the edge of the cliff. He applies a hand brake and
flames leap up from the wheels. The steering connection to the
horses snaps up and the coach grinds to a halt. The Black Dove
climbs down to check on the passengers. Finding his wife Beth
alive he smiles at her, then collapses to the ground. She climbs
out of the coach. Lifting his mask she sees in amazement that
the man was her husband John. She kisses him and asks, why
he is wearing this outfit, he tells her that he is the Black Dove
he wanted to prevent the tragedy from occurring again. Then
he dies and disappears right before her eyes, Beth is in tears
kneeling on the ground. Moments later John Norrington
materialises inside the coach, wondering where he had been.
Beth turns round and discovers her man is alive, but how
can this be? She is beside herself with joy as they succeed in
repairing the coach and continue their journey to Cornwall.
The Black dove had served his purpose: by saving his friends
he had created a new timeline which never included the
heroic Black Dove, as in this timeline the Black Dove
has never really existed. THE END