Let it Be

Let it be, that I may someday touch the stars. When all time for me has expired, and the soul begins to part. Guide me through the heavens, where life one day began. A perfect creation, molded right out of our Fathers loving hands. by Robert M. Hensel http://wheelierecord.tripod.com Rights:  The author grants visitors to this website the right to use the above [...]

Goodbye Michael

Goodbye Michael A star has been plucked from the sky. The sky is now dimmer. It happened on June 25th. A day, we will always remember. Never again to see Michael’s smile light up the skies. Never again to see him moonwalk across the stage as his fans cries. Never again to hear him sing Billie Jean. To the roaring sound of his [...]

For Farrah (Fawcett)

For Farrah (Fawcett) A great beauty has passed from this life. Of good times and sometimes toil and strife. Some will say that she went to a better place. Look at the blue sky or a white cloud, you will still see her face. Movements like those of a gazelle in flight. Hair that shone like gold on a moonlit night. Eyes [...]

My Saddest Day

It all started when in at five past midnight Now I am lying stiff and cold Deep in troubled dreamless sleep. Cotton wool stuffed in my nostrils, I cannot breathe. A rag tightening my jaws together, I cannot protest. My feet bound together, Surely there is no escape this time round. Granny chose they dress me up in my favourite suit, But this time there [...]

Tales from the Crypt

April 14, 2009 · Filed Under Death Poems · Comment 
Once upon a weary night Whence old moon pondered Burning away her silver light In days of yore she hath decorated Perched amongst the wandering craven Weaved tales of tales begotten “Look on thy lands so tender They speaketh unto minds moved Of streaming springs and bitter kings That hath paved the path of yore To man his own vengeance and pride That bloometh redder still [...]

By the River

April 7, 2009 · Filed Under Death Poems, In Loving Memory Poems, Poems of Bereavement · Comment 
(For Eric) You said that dad always liked to take you fishing. You had the patience to sit and wait and watch. Crowds of words didn’t chatter in your head and the squawk of crows was enough to settle your need for language. Your landscape was rural—as factual as a barbed hook. Your talent was observation and from the fishing camp in upward look [...]

The Burial of Carol Joy Beglau

March 10, 2009 · Filed Under Death Poems, Funeral Poems, In Loving Memory Poems · Comment 
by: Walter Wykes (1969- ) It seems fitting that the men you knew in life perform this task These are no strangers struggling with the rocky earth no hired men with power tools It is your sons and grandsons your daughters’ husbands who make a place for you with a shovel and their hands originally posted at Black Cat Poems

Grave of the Dead

February 15, 2009 · Filed Under Death Poems · 2 Comments 
By Kalyani Rajalingham Like a rose in the mire, bereft of courage to spare, Let men bemoan their inhumanly ways, Let them be victims of their proper malice, For gold has the power to crush mighty pillars, And in the hands of greed’s bloody ways, Lets grass grow over graves of follies past, To entomb the privilege of unyielding remorse, Why, the world’s [...]

Daring Time

You granted me childhood Allowed me to err You showed me life Revealing the secrets You read my soul Unwarranted love ******* You took a path I could not follow A right reclaimed and granted a thousandfold ******* Time, re-created, Is now a gate onto the future And beyond that gate Your future has now begun by Els van den Eynde

Ama Dablam – Mother’s Necklace

Mother’s necklace Evening star On canyon rim Orion’s image In Nepal land A mountain’s love Were you, my child Motionless trees Stood the sky On moonlit nights For you, my child Horizon your prayer Waterfall your music The splendor cathedral Your life, my child Ama Dablam, a necklace offered To me, your flesh and blood When you said, a day resplendent Fatality broke your song - by Els van den Eynde

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