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A Service Member's Prayer

A Service Member's Prayer

Oh, God, I feel that I have cause
To know my life might give You pause,
But fair as You are sure to be,
I seek Your way on bended knee.
I wish neither to kill nor die,
Though from engagement I'll not shy.
For if my duty calls me there,
I'll do whatever I must dare.

I seek not courage for the fight.
I seek not comfort from the night.
I ask not pardon for my deeds,
Nor any salve for any needs.
I only ask to know what's right,
To do my best to check my might,
To render mercy where I should,
To know I serve the greater good.

Oh, God, if You will hear my plea,
I ask so very much of thee.
I fear not men, I fear not death,
Yet bow my head and still my breath
To ask You, please, to do Your best,
To keep me from eternal rest,
Until the hour my duty sends
Me home to family and friends.

And if You grant my humble prayer,
Oh, God, I ask You, keep from care
Those people whom I hold most dear.
I wish them not to shed a tear
In anguish over days now done,
Where my dawn was their setting sun.
For then, if You will grant my plea,
I'll soon be nearer them and Thee.

Copyright Shawn H. Hall 2014


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I Remember

I remember all the nights we use to play, 
but now I can't play anymore because your not here today.
Your here in my heart and that will never fade away.
Sometimes I would be a hard-headed child,
but in your eyes you saw an angle smile. 

I love you like God love the family, unconditionally.
I remember your brown eyes, gray hair, for you were wise.
I also remember when you had to leave, so your soul could be free.
See, I'm older; more mature, and understand what's going
on, but back then I was only four.

I still remember that day like it was yesterday. 
Well, you were buried that day and everyone had a sad face. 
I remember that day very well indeed, as I looked at you 
and pleaded that you wouldn't leave me. 
Now you’re gone and I have to be strong for both 
of us, so our love can live through people who love us.


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I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help







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Mombasa

Strange shadows on these coral walls
stay hidden from the setting sun, 
yet creeping through the shafts of amber light
drag behind them to the high parapet
a cloak of utter darkness.

Fierce defended, now are none:
no frightened men to urge the heavy cannon round
no shrill alarm or battle cries;
the end of this, as every other day has sealed
a silence now complete.

Once we held here, on this foreign shore, 
the fortress of our childhood dreams
and all the world’s assaults
seemed nothing then;
an ocean  breeze would cool the hurt of falling
and bring sweet scents to pick us up again.

Across the bay the dhows set sail upon a rising tide
their canvass spread against the purple sky.
We watched their leaving long ago
but you are gone away now, gone to  sleep
and no injured soul so left alone
can wait to watch them home again.

Yet I will stand, a little or a while, 
and  will not fear cold shadows rising 
nor while breathing yield the fort to them;
in every breach I meet your laughing eyes
and feel the warming of remembered suns.


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O BELOVED MOTHER, O BELOVED SISTERS....

O beloved mother, o beloved sisters
departed from me, within years
of each other, to sadden my living;
I spend my days weeping...
reminiscing in my sorrow:
how we laughed together,
and faced another serene tomorrow,
knowing that sharing kindness
would bond our destinies
in ways so devoted and immense!   


O beloved mother, o beloved sisters...
I let the unconsumed joy of memories
take me to those yesterdays
to thank God for our existence,
when we enjoyed the gifts He offered;
yes, even the smallest of them 
were so lovely and precious!
And by watching how you faced death,
I admired how you became the bravest...
slowly letting go of what you possessed!


O beloved mother, o beloved sisters...
do you want me to continue crying,
or smile and console you with a future promise:
that soon we'll embrace one another
under the joyful eyes of our Creator?
Nothing foolish I will do to harm myself;
and wait I will 'till my end comes,
but until then my solemn prayers I'll recite
amid tombstones guarded by triumphant angels...
and bound for Heaven, I'll be smiling!


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IN AN UNKNOWN GRAVE HE LIES

This is about a man whose name is Jesse
Born In Kansas and raised in Missouri
 Was called to fight for his beloved country
And  assigned to defend an outlying territory

Jesse fought as hard as any American would
For freedom and democracy he did everything he could
For Uncle Sam, even in danger steadfast he stood
Believing in his heart that everything will turn out good

He was with the Death March in Bataan
But he was helped to escape by his special someone
Josie was the name of this special woman
Who walked along with the March since it began

It was in the territory that he met Josie
A woman whose dad was from Cincinnati
The two fell in love cause they had chemistry
They had their first child in nineteen forty three

In forty four he was again captured by the Japanese
He was already sick cause he caught a disease
Was taken to a prison camp and placed under lock and keys
In the end the harsh conditions led to his demise

Josie tried to look for his grave but failed
She couldn't do anything and in sadness she wailed
There were reports that he died in the hell ship as it sailed
But to get proof to the true cause of his death we have failed

Jesse died in January of nineteen forty five
Stories about him that Josie told kept him alive
In the heart of his descendants his memories survive
Love for him in their hearts continues to thrive

But every time I go to bed and close my eyes
I see his face and think of the truth that I despise
My whole body stiffens and I get as cold as ice
Sadly thinking that still, in an unknown grave he lies

NOTE
(For my grandfather US Army 2nd Lt. Jesse C. Boak of the 33rd Infantry 
Regiment, who was declared MIA in WWII. His body was never found and true 
cause of his death was never known.His name is listed in the Tablets of the 
Missing at the Manila American Cemetery and on a Memorial Monument at the 
State of Missouri
Grandpa even though I never got the chance to really know you I will always be 
proud of you-JEB)

                                                           JESSE C. BOAK
                                                           2nd Lt. US Army
                                                                1917-1945
               Awards: Silver Star, Bronze Star, Purple Heart with 2 Oak Leaf Clusters


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Moon Walk on Your Grave

Moon Walk on Your Grave

A life begun in stardom,
now, ending up in shame.
Relentless media, cruel world,
who then is there to blame.

A sadness inside,
no tears on your face.
The pain all but over,
mass confusion erase.

In wonder we watch,
can a life be explained?
Can't surface your agony,
under facade you remained.

Let's focus on the talent,
musical joy that you gave.
In peace now I pray,
moon walk on your grave.

© Rene' Brady 2009


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Elegy to a Family House

Why should I remain a family house If I am dilapidated, shattered and tattered In this summer of old age. Why should I remain a family house If the house garden bears a barren look Tearing away its leaves and flowers. Why should I remain a family house If the birds do not build their nests Migrating to some other places. Why should I remain a family house If I don’t have to wait for birds’ return In the lonely colorless evenings. Why should I remain a family house If the inhabitants are in the outhouses Dangling like a jaundiced curtains. Why should I remain a family house If I am not cheered by the chirping And joyful songs of my little birds
+++++++++++++++++++++++++ Date 17-1-14 Dr. Ram Mehta Form: Elegiac Form Third Place Win Contest: Loneliness by Frank H. This is an autobiographical poem. I wrote this poem in the year 2000 when the last of my children left for Canada and USA.


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A Farewell To The Travelers

A Farewell To The Travelers (On The Bhoja Airlines Plane Crash)
 
With pace does darkness conquer light,
when mounts the sun the dying toll,
spied an aura grim my wistful sight,
for had poisoned all, a single bowl;
captive of death as it life betrayed,
the awakened --to the resting prayed,
"Oh! Farewell the mornings vanished pole".
 
Life comes with such a temporal mien,
has it plucked the wings of future how,
though pillows of respite --I had seen,
but these feathers do no sleep allow;
do fly swift! The binders of this cause,
your pause of age, is our ageless pause--
"So, farewell the birds of heavens now".
 
But, soul a machine that does not cease,
yet it fools us from our time of birth;
pass on, move towards the restful peace,
but, secluded stays its pensive worth;
Until the day, we shall meet again
at some wondrous unknown valley then.
"Ah! Farewell the travelers of this earth".
 
R.N.Khan, © 2012


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not lost , not forever

in honor of David J. Bredesen

Three days after your arrival in Vietnam you were gone
but you are not lost to us, not forever 

Your parents who grieved so stand by your side now.
together you wait for the rest of us.
and you are not lost to us, not forever

our children who never knew you are asking us about you
about what happened and why and how we felt 
as we tell of you and the family I think they feel for a moment as we did then
 and you are not lost to us or them not forever.


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Treasures of my soul

The dear lost Grandmother
While roaming through my Memories
And thinking through and through 
And Trying and Remembering 
My First memory was You

A Withered frame once held your face
And transferred to my hand
Your backdrop gave angelic grace
My own image wet

So as I laid in feverish dreams
Without hope to live 
And just as soon as crisis cleared
I saw you in my sleep

I know you showed Idealism
Truly frivolous at Heart
Without a speck of Realism
And Debts stretched Far Apart

Your thoughts still glowed Very Bright
Complex Ideas flowed
And so with Great Illustrious light
Your Acumen had Grown

Dad knew your hair shone Flaxen
Your Eyes Great skies of Blue
Although there was no way
He could have known you

You die when he was still a Babe
Three months to be Precise
And Yet to him you still remain
Great Vision to His eyes

Soon after giving Birth to him
Or so I am told
You’ve fallen deathly mortally ill
While waiting in the Cold

And Patiently you waited
For One to take you home 
Just as my Father stated
The wait was just Too Long

It placed on you a dangerous strain
With Consequence Severe
With you receiving so late
We lost your Being dear

I wish he could Prolong your stay
But yet this isn’t true
And while You in Heaven lay
I always think of you


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Grandfather

My Grandfather High-backed chair facing the corner, Window over books so cherished Loved. Like the greatest of scholars, but still humble He was a trove of stories Air of silence on a place once full Of stories from a time past, A time of honor and courage and duty Of country and spirit; fighting an enemy Made from indescribable evil. Tales of valor, sand, and bullets Lions and machine guns, young men in battle Fighting for their lives. Knowing the enemy was like a jackal Cruel and twisted, an army of evil He witnessed it all First hand, in the heat of the day And cold of night. Tales passed on, spoken In a way that conveyed such knowledge That one was to sit in amazement, and hear it Firsthand from the chair facing the corner. Like a throne of deep thought. The day he left this world, I wept. Seeing him not but a day before, It was harder than I could have imagined. The pain is real, but so were the memories And so the legacy of the veteran lives on. The chair sat vacant, but I felt him there. The books on the shelf, the other treasures Left behind held him here on earth While the memories anchored him in our hearts. The man in the chair shall never be forgotten And the stories shall pass far into the generations.


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Belle

precious cargo
princess in making
those precise green eyes
the colors of fall
completed with poise
your presence remains
reminiscing on those mornings-
you'd follow me round-
without a sound-
no expectation-
but with the unconditional
limitation.

final breaths within my arms
silent suffocating
death sure appears cruel

Rest in peace Belle. 16 years old <3 I love you.


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God Received An Angel

In the summer of 2007, God received an angel.
The Angels name was Katie. 
Katie was sweet & Katie was good
But I guess God wanted sweet old Katie
Out of the hood.
She did all she could, she gave all she had
But never in her life treated anyone bad.
Jesus, I know that she’s good
I know that she is great
But sometimes I just hate, 
Hate that she is gone
Hate that she is away
I think about her everyday.
Everyone & Everything is changing
Family is falling apart, 
Oh why it’s breaking my heart.
Tearing the house down acting like pure clowns
God you got a gift 
But sometimes I wish,
Wish you hadn’t took my Angel
Wish you would have let her stay a little longer.
God received an Angel.
The Angels name was Katie
 I hope Katie is with me daily
Until I die & visit her in the sky
House is up wholesale, everyone thinking
“WHAT THE HELL”
Angels, Angels, Angels
Angels flying here, Angels flying there
Angels are flying around just about any & everywhere
You took a couple of my families angels in strange ways 
I get up in the morning wondering when is my day
& who will be next to depart us.
My heart was broken when you took my Angel
Oh, why did you have to take her,
Her out of all people
She followed the rules and the laws 
But I am wondering is that all.


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Cakewalk

October held 10 family birthdays
all between 4 houses on Troy Street.
Each night after dinner we
set out on our walk for cake.
Aunt Lory’s house was rum
Aunt Josies, buttercream frosted white,
and Aunt Lu’s lemon, bright yellow, rich and moist
could made her St. Joseph’s statue drool.

We’d gather around the birthday boy perched on a chair, 
while us cousins stood, shoulder to shoulder,
eagerly waiting for the last note of the song to be sung.
I stood eye level to the burning numbered candles,
mesmerized by their melting wax dripping 
down the sides like sap from a tree.
Their light, drunk on sugar, danced wildly 
across our hungry faces.

Then with one large blow the room went black.
In those few seconds Darkness, like eternity
steals all their faces from my sight.
The room frozen, suspended precariously between
feast and fear, grief and gratitude, love and loss.
Lights return to applause as the knife cuts deep into the center.
Wishes like prayers are sent rising as curls of smoke
through a chimney, up, up to places far away.

Paper plates of sugar splendor are passed down and devoured.
We didn’t realize then, just silly girls with frost covered lips,
how everything of importance in this world fit at the end of that fork. 
With full bellies our good-byes are said on porch lite steps.
And the moon, like a lantern, radiant in the Autumn sky
illuminates our way home till our next walk,
Aunt Mary’s luscious chocolate layer cake.


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On The Road To Heaven { Mom's Elegy }

<                    We are gathered here today to celebrate Bernadine Goerlich's life
                      Though taken from us to soon she has now risen to be with the Lord
                      Do not fret for greif and sorrow shall pass too
                      Let us bow our heads and pray 
                      In thy name of the Father Son And Holy Spirit  {Amen }

                      At the tender age of 70 she lived her life to the fullest
                      Raising a family of 10 she always had an xtra room
                      For she loved her God family friends and her beloved pets
                      And even heard of her always baking cakes cookies pies and italian foods
                      She really must of had her hands full with 5 boys and 5 girls

                      For Lord please cradle her in your everlasting arms
                      Wash away her sins and lift her spirit to you
                      For she has earned her wings of golden tone
                      And  now can rejoiced with her own Father and Mother
                      In God's jubliee Kingdom  Let us pray {Amen]


Entry For
Dr. Ram's
Elegy Contest
G.L. All



In Loving Memory Of Mom
{1934 - 2005 }


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Tears of the Broken

Introduction: At some point of our lives, someone close to us departs off to the next
phase. We think of the good times and try not to think the bad; but sometimes it haunts us
back to how we responded in a naive way for our juvenile wishes. And sometimes we see them
in our dreams at the utmost optimism and glory. But the fact that we get to realize what
we did back then may have cherished and broken their souls in some ways, we always wonder
if we could alter the deeds that wounded their affection in our times of immaturity…And
pray that we get a second chance to do so for our next life. *the first two lines have some inspiration from another piece*



Even if our hearts were as strong as a storm, we’d still feel a little bit sad Knowing that we’ve lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad. For so many years, we’ve felt their presence In so many ways, we’ve felt complete, But truly, even if we deny – We sometimes skip a heartbeat. Our lives are nothing but their memories and their art, Orbiting us each day, reminding us of who we are Where we stand and to whom we belong, We pray and cry up oceans for them night after night Praying to be together just one more time, in the worlds of light. But yes you are so fortunate, that you got to leave, You’ve made it to the greater step, I pray for us to meet. May your soul be blessed and may it shine brighter than the sun, Again and again ‘I love you’ it’s not a lie, I may not have said it that much But I hope you knew inside, even if I may have been unkind as such Nothing is left for us to do but feel the tears stream down our eyes For we, once in a while have broken their hearts with one or two lies, Their face glows and vividly fades away from our dreams those nights That’s when we fall, fall down to our knees, pray for we could have changed The ways we reacted back in those days. Thoughts of those moments, thoughts of their sorrow smile Now makes us realize how we never cared, For that to overcome, we treasure the good times we’ve shared, The times we’ve heard them say “You’ve made me proud” The times we’ve felt them lay their hands, oh so be crowned. Their tender touch, their forgiveness Their blessings for us and their happiness, We pray to feel it all again Bring it all again, To the eternal life, after this time.


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An Elegy for My Northern Wind

The Northern wind to South did blow
and left a kiss upon my brow,
I least care for the other ones,
From where to where the Western runs.
 
Within the sailcloth’s native flight
down all the oceans could I write,
but good from it can’t come to me
as wonder I at open sea.
You blew me fast on to a shore,
to a sailors will to survey more,
in time did courage I equip,
set sails to my beloved ship,
on a voyage thus I was again,
to shelter once more then attain,
at open sea I wondered long,
Inspecting where the skies went wrong,
why won’t my Northern Wind descend,
when this sailor does on it depend;
but still the promise that I made,
to your choices my silence bade,
when will you see that I had kept,
on stranded days and nights unslept—
my silence close, with lips concealed,
when bitter truth this life revealed,
through torrents that did daunt my being
still vexing moans I kept from fleeing.
If seas could only lives reset
and baptize me to you forget,
would gladly drown in all of them
to this misery just condemn,
but only in my tears design
could I now reach that land of mine
where my silence shall leave me too,
life as a beggar there renew,
upon whose shores I would down lie,
to hearts content then cry and cry.
 
The Northern wind to South did blow
and left a kiss upon my brow,
I least care for the other ones,
From where to where the Eastern runs.
 
R.N.Khan, © 2013


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Elegy to a Family House-WIN


Why should you remain a family house
If you are dilapidated, shattered and tattered
In this summer of old age.

Why should you remain a family house
If the house garden bears a barren look
Tearing away its leaves and flowers.

Why should you remain a family house
If the birds do not build their nests
Migrating instead to some other places.

Why should you remain a family house
If you don’t have to wait for birds’ return
In the lonely colorless evenings.

Why should you remain a family house,
If the inhabitants are in the outhouses
Dangling like a jaundiced curtains.

Why should you remain a family house.
If you are not cheered by the chirping

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Dr. Ram Mehta     Contest: Beloved Poems by Giorgio Veneto
This is my autobiographical poem.


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Harbinger Waves

He brings a companion
imagined.
 Shouts this clear:
"The day is yours."

The Harbinger waves 
Smiles
What do the faux prophets say?

Whispering.
 We were talking.
 

Days were aging

  and settling;

    birds resting.

      We were at rest. 


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The life of my parents

The rubble of an earthquake is a queen
See my family and you will appreciate the ruin
The ruin in my family is inexplicable
It is an uncompleteable circle
The life of my parents is the key
It opened all bedeviled effects
I do not know their yesterday
I can only see the effect today
Oh! The life of my parents
Lose two roses in my garden
without permission
A scar of result?
What did you do yesterday?
Give us the lies
The cub is an heir to the lion
I will get answer from today
Alas! Your life has affected us.


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Williams

I lie in my bed 
In the late evening
When it came to me,
The news 
I was far asleep
But the dept of the news woke me up
William is no more.
My heart flipped in pain even more
And my head hurt me so much more
There he lie on the ground
Knowing nothing of life...
He crossed already to the other side...
Living his family behind
For him there was no more wind
For he has rested in flesh and in mind
I know you,
But now I knew him,
If you could open your eyes on last time
And see your family before the final time
If you could think and feel the pain you left
As you cross over.
I believed you was gone, when I saw you,
What a pity
Such a tragic city
What a cruel world.
We lived together in the day,
But now you live in the night
Every body cries, but yet you lie
Its noisy but yet your eyes are closed
Hours I remained sober
But when I sat and think,
My eyes began to wink
I could not control the tears
And so it rolled down from my eyes
Oh death, why have you no pity
Filthy upon filthy
Curse upon you death
And honor be to birth
So sudden!
And to the family, what a burden
You was my friend
Our friendship was sweetly
But it ended quickly
You will solely be missed
Adieu my before friend


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Black Angel

It’s hard to describe what you meant to us
But that won’t stop me from trying
Unafraid, you spoke great truths 
Although you did your share of lying

But we’ve all made our mistakes
Your atonement made you wise
And your purest heart of hearts 
Made it harder for goodbyes

You were far from being perfect
With your perfectly human flaws
But that added to your beauty
And fueled your righteous cause

With strength and endurance, you paid your dues
Lived your life both proud and humble
Always there for those you loved
To mend the pieces that would crumble

Although branded a black sheep
Shunned by flock and your own mother
Know you graced us with your presence
And a spirit like no other

Now you watch us from above
Guiding us through each mountain climb
Giving us hope that we will see you
When God calls and it’s our time

So until we meet again on that fateful day
Black Angel, spread those wings
We’ll cherish your sweet memory
And all the love it brings

To my beloved Grandmother, Diana, RIP
Love, Marilyn


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Bloodless On Mother's Day

There is a glare of stray sunlight
daring to reverberate
through spiderwebbed glass I haven't
found energy to fix
in the span of four years.
It is too much of a mirror,
too tangible a thought,
to make new.
It's lithe fingers, thin and bony, 
and mockingly bright,
steal over embossed cardstock that arrives, like clockwork,
in deepest sympathy.
And a thornless bouquet of pastels laden with
Babies Breath
only draws on blood long lost;
nobody seems to comprehend such an allegory,
or lack there of,
so it can't be carried
over the steps.




"Bloodless On Mother's Day"
Jenna-Nichole Conrad
Wordsmith


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A Final Farewell

I saddled up my grandpa’s horse,
For one last and final ride; 
And as I placed the boots in backwards,
I found myself teary-eyed.

I placed the halter on Streak’s head,
With tenderness and care;
And the feeling of such utter loss,
Sure caught me unaware.

I guess till now it hadn’t sank in,
That he had left for good;
I’m never going to see him again,
I never really understood.

It was never really final to me,
Till I watched his horse walk by,
With his chaps draped over his saddle;
It’s time to say goodbye.

As they asked for a moment of silence,
I found the tears I tried to hide;
And like the torrent of rain that hit;
I sat myself down and cried. 


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Poem Written at the Sussex Hotel, London,04/04/04 After Death Threats

Because I have so little time, I only hope, for what is mine-- in my blood so dark and hot is a bright and fevered spot-- O let me be, to sing again without the penalty of pain, lest I, before my time, be torn from life, and to the grave be borne-- my nostrils full of soil, my ears stopp'd by grave and ritual tears-- O let me be, lest they will tread --my children-- on their mother's head before my song for them is done, before my course on earth is run, before they learn the song I sing: that love can conquer everything.
this poem is written in the shape of a funereal urn


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Goodbye Mommy

Standing 'round the stone
waiting to say goodbye,
how do you say the words
when your heart is empty.
Nothing can prepare you
for the pain of loss
when you lose someone so
close to you.
Waiting for the words
to come forward from
your lips, yet nothing
emerges past the pain.
Then you hear a soft
voice nearby saying
that which you
cannot;
Goodbye Mommy.


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Danny: an Elegy

Your death has a peculiar tenor to it, your
Still alive but we haven’t spoken for 43 years.
It is as if death is surviving.

I tried to reach you yet, like a recording 
from the past, the tone was flat with 
echoes of silence filling Your name. 
You left me too young to know a
Diamond from a pearl and now I’m sixty
And you still won’t give me the sound
Of your voice.

Write down your dreams,
Write down what makes you whole, 
Write down your faults…
     Even with  the bullet hole logged
     In your heart.
I know you don’t want to remember me
I know it includes the meaning of our past
I know it never goes away and so I aimlessly      
Send you myself.
I know you’re probably a fine man
That I’ve never 
known.


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My Great-Grandmother, Great Mother

My great-grandmother is sitting
outside in the winter sun,
with a double-felted deel, 
snow white hair, 
and a hat,
just taking it in.

I play at her feet, and I
make a racket, 
running fast about,
I raise dust in front of Great Mother,
whom even the birds ignore.

The quiet fire in her gentle soul
was once very fierce they say
but all I see when I look at her, 
is the calm warmth in her eyes,
while I play at her feet
with the clouds, rocks
the desert spirits, and the sky.

She moves with effort, no complaints,
she takes upon all the worldly cares
feeds, clothes, and shelters me, 
fetching and tending,
to food, water, and fire--

Ah, fire, they say, she broke hearts
of men who rode over mountains
who crossed icy rivers; 
and they say, she knew,
Knew, and her hair grew more gray,
when five of her seven children--
the exact moments they each died.

As I play with the clouds,
the rocks, the desert spirits, and the sky,
I know my Great Mother--
she lives in them all now,
somehow in that cold winter sun, she's still
sitting there with a double-felted deel, and a hat.
As I play at her feet, running fast about
sometimes I glimpse her snow white hair, and,
she takes upon herself 
all of my worldly cares.


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~An Elegy To Father Lost~

The dial counted down the suns demise
while bats danced waltzes above churches roof,
and breeze played melody through wooden guise
of pseudo organs; stolid yews aloof.

Hungry lych-gate waited with open maw,
as he crossed the threshold from life to death,
and owl shouted sorrow for all it saw
as morasses sigh seeped from stuttered breath.

falling sod hammers holes into my heart,
gargoyles seem to have forgotten to smile
and crow is ready, your soul must depart,
but dad I hope you may linger awhile.

Beneath this façade, this pseudo repose
lay maelstrom sorrow, its power beguiled,
to shatter like falls this still waters pose
and return my thoughts to a frightened child.

When his arms were young, his hug ensured
that pain was vanquished no matter its mask,
but with body betrayed, power obscured,
pain took away even this simplest task.

I recall the room that held his last sigh
with flowers that could only fade to grey,
curtains that stirred as if waving goodbye
in sterile silence of total dismay.

It was as if tears were not enough
for this hero, this man, my father.. .. dad,
yet each that soaked into handkerchief cuff;
tomorrows memory of being sad.

You were the teacher who taught me to live
with wisdom refracted from within eyes,
that for all received we must surely give
much more to appreciate our prize.

so my father, where ever you may be
I hope you hear this and can comprehend,
on my life I offer this guarantee,
your lesson guides me, from now to my end.

~Epitaph~

So now your husk beneath the ground interred
and with chiselled grief upon my heart,
that echoes with such sad sorrow unheard,
I face a future where we’re apart.

I curse the heavens high, scream down at hell
that like twins, I cannot live as just one,
though I walk through life, spirit doesn’t dwell.
I am night; your death was my setting sun.


***Written in elegiac stanzas (10 syllables per line with ABAB rhyme)



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John John

Don’t let guilt be the drive that takes you away 
from sanity! 
Eventually everything you feel emotionally will be 
set free.
Honestly I never thought I’d care so much that 
you’re gone 
But, I miss you and I know now that I’m wrong…

Why did god have to take you away? 
Couldn’t he see you’re still needed here? 
Mom needs you and so do your kids. 
Dad pretends not to care but inside the feelings 
exist. 

Why did you leave, you should’ve fought harder to 
stay alive.
We miss you as the days go by.
I see your face every time I close my eyes. 
But it’s not the same without you here today. 
With you gone the days just fade away..


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The Grandfather You'll Never Know

I remember how I cried
The day my father died.
The doctor laid the blame
When he said that cancer came:
Lymph nodes, lungs,
Philosophy of Carl Jung,
Words of explanation
For everything, no blame,
Too late for shame.

The final service was long.
I tried to be strong.
But the stench of red carnations
Can still fill my imagination,
People’s faces,
Words of the Lord’s graces.
Planted in a peaceful lawn,
For the shell of this world is gone,
Yoked into heavenly bliss.
But, when I think of him
There's so much we missed.

I remember how I’ve sighed,
Thinking of my dad with pride.
I’d sit on his knee
My ear to his chest,listening to him hum,
And he’d give me his pennies for free.
He would mow, I’d sweep,
Then we’d have a snow cone treat.
Poles, bait bucket, tackle box,
Days we spent fishing from piers and docks.

Hair black like Elvis’,
Ears and features like Clark Gable’s,
Loud animated stories
Of his oil company job,
At the dinner table.
Fedora, big pleated trousers,
A pocket watch on a chain,
When I close my eyes
I can see him again.

I look in the mirror and can see his eyes,
Staring back at me in an eternal guise.
He didn’t live on to see me grown, 
Missed out conversation on the problems I’ve known.
But his gifts of life,
And his gifts of earthly love
Still ground me on earth,
Angelically guarding and guiding
Like the finest made glove
Existing throughout our human family's
Journey of love.


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FAMILY GATHERING

The crowded room filled with family &  friends has become overwhelmingly small

I’m surrounded by people who love me yet I feel like I wanna cry

Familiar hands rub my back and whispers tell me everything will be alright

In time of course? Of course 

I wanna say thank you for coming but I can’t

My thickened tongue and dry throat keeps my awkward but sincere words bottled up

So I don’t respond, I can’t respond

Happiness feels like grief and home just doesn't feel like HOME

Everyone’s being so supportive but I just wanna be left ALONE


Written & copyrighted by Tone Jaxson


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A Son's Answer

It's ok Mom and Dad
please be happy and don't be sad

Look up in the sky and what do you see
into the clouds, you'll see an image of me

I might have left you but I'm still here
being forgotten, I do not fear

I know you love me and I love you 
being taken away from you hurts me too

Whatever happened it's over now
I will find a way to be with you someday and somehow.

I'm in heaven and he's taking care of me
Say a little prayer for me.


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Never Again

Feeling is believing,
the heart has felt the pain,
love lost, now gone
forever, to be never
seen again.
Our mommy and
our daddy, gone from
our sight but not our hearts,
we will forever love them
and never be apart.


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Tears For Oklahoma

Living without you, feeling such pain,
yet knowing that life must go on;
I function in limbo, my eyes filled with tears,
my heart filled with sorrow and rage.
Why did this happen? Can't someone say?
Why were you taken from my life today?
Your memory will always be with me,
the love I feel for you won't fade;
I talk to you daily as if you're still here,
My mind knowing, not admitting you're gone.


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Marie III--Is the Coffin Too Deep

So frigid was her immaculate body Her last second in screams is all I can see Love's revenge was my guilt With you I'd rather let you die with Bound hands Without you, Marie, like the psychopath's dream Death is all that I can see; All that could redeem Did anyone ask Did anyone recall The sweet taste of the poison The swift slash of the knife he penetration of the lead The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Was it so hard to solve Was it so hard to see That I strangled her so easily My nails piercing her comely skin Blood dripping like the pomegranate I crushed with the shovel I shattered her shins The knife to slight her wrists Didn't you see I did it all The only witness Couldn't say Is the coffin too deep? The pain of her decaying hear tI can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep? Marie I cant stay Earth is to cruel when your coffin is to deep Forever in death and in death alone The pain of her decaying heart I can hear it's bellowing cries But why can't you, Marie, Hear my paranoid eulogies Is the coffin too deep?


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Dear La-Zette

I looked up to you and turned out just like you
You let everyone take advantage of you, me too

You didn't ask for anything in return 
It went on for years and you still never learned

How could you be so strong?
Trying to fit in where you didn't belong

I loved the way you looked me in the eyes
Telling me you loved me as you began to cry

How could you be proud of me?
I didn't even graduate, I got my GED

Now that I need you, you won't answer the phone
You won't even open the door to come home

My life has been so painful in the last year
I need you more now than ever mother dear

No hugs, no kisses, no late night talks
No more going in town, no more walks

How can you leave your own child behind?
Leaving me in this world to seek and find

You promised you'd always be there
You said this while brushing my hair

In the last year, I got married and it fell apart
He committed adultery, got caught, and broke my heart

I need some advice on what to do
I need you to help pull me through

Again you said you'd never leave, never say goodbye
You broke your promise, but at least I know why

I miss you MOMMY, I miss your touch
God tell her I love her, tell her how much




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At Night She Passed Away

Bed ridden now she lays somber in my sight.
I say it is alright, mother everything is right,
Opening eyes in discomforting pain, this night,
Remembering her goals, her immortal fight,
I know deeply she was passionately contrite.
My mother will be missed, before daylight.
Her pain, agony dispelled, by Heavens might.


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UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

The pain was so real for my brother Nate. We did not see the signs of the way he 
was feeling. If he cried out for help and let us know. My dear bother would still be 
hear and with the proper medicine he would begin to heal. What was you 
thinking  of that October day. When you took your own life that  ended so suddenly 
that way. Did you feel you were not loved and for that split second ended your life 
instead of calling for help before you plunged in the water. What was on your 
mind when you put your hands up with despair. And down in the water went the 
car on that October day. Did you cry out did you try and pray. Did you find the pain 
on this earth too much to cope. Dearest brother you are very missed it is sad but 
true. Have I not told you more often that I do love you. I feel a loss without you 
hear. I wish you were not gone I wish you were near. I can't stand the pain it is too 
hard to bear Too For I look to this day that I wish I can change. That I made more 
time with you my brother now it too late because you are in heaven with the 
angels on high  I will always love you my dear brother Nate you will always hold a 
special place in my heart until we meet again in heaven the most beautiful place 
where we will have no more tears and pain. Dearest brother until we meet again 
I will love you always until the day when I die I will join you then only then we will 
not depart.






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INSIGHT TO UPTOWN CHRONICLES

CHANGE by Ian Munywe
upon his visage boasts sweat,industry an upheld virtue.
firm stature is exhibited,hard labour an accepted custom.
a time for toil yearns,wheat and other victuals for the future.
every stride to strive in burning heat,a quest out of perpetual penury.
feelings of disillusionment eminent,in the brink of a huge fall.
life such a baffling puzzle,everyday hustle inevitably knows no end.
 
a new dawn presents opportunity,quite in a rush for elevation.
an orison heard audibly,benedictions befalling a mortal.
reverted in such haste such distaste,it were best in prior times.
a new sense of belonging looming,adaptation of wanting predisposition.
amidst all the experience,hardly a thought in modesty lines.
 
amnesia having set in,pristine of new life in no time.
integrity eroded ferociously,candidacy annihilated in totality.
how mankind does change, indeed swiftly we tend to forget.
 
 

 
 
RISE by Ian Munywe
two sides of a divide collide inside,audibly voicing their thoughts.
optimism reverberates severely,realism ricochets as quite a formidable term.
resounding trials too eminent,life manifested in a perplexity of events.
too many fish upon this vicinity,evidently not enough room to fry.
by all means he shall triumph,by any means necessary.
 
hard gravel swept over by dust,feet shuffle upon tough earth.
mallets bash into rigid steel, potrait of his new born remains sole solace.
all efforts to reap this here season,barren yield begets unknown anguish.
a sojourner already on course,in vehement search for a new start.
by all means he shall triumph,by any means necessary.
 
wary he tranforms worn he conforms,glimpse of the past vision of the future.
feet now trod upon all rugged earth,all adorned in strapped sandals.
steel once too rigid little too hard,antiques and ornaments an eventuality.
henceforth sight of new territory such insight,cite so picturesque a gaze in awe.
by all means he shall triumph,by any means necessary. 


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The Road (Swallowed David)

A scorching ride
In an amber dream
All care for caution escapes the mind
Vicious force guiding
Brutal frailty
No hope to escape
The perils of chance
A swerve and a skid
Unyielding barrier
Impact
Expulsion
Collapse

No further pain
Winged angels swoop
A blink becomes permanent
Spirit abandoning flesh

The road is scattered
With shattered seeds
The fruits of future wasted
Broken bottles, cotter pins and unlucky rodents
Feel the wrath of chrome and rubber
Hope converted to memory


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Goodbye Daddy

The hours spent waiting
are over, the hardest
part still yet to come.
Calls are made,
tears flow freely as they
come to take him away.
Your knees go weak,
you feel arms catch you
as you hear your baby sister's
voice saying the words
you can't bring yourself
to say:
Goodbye Daddy.


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Cassandra

I look to my left
And I look to my right
Where have you gone
So late in the night
You were the light
Beyond all the dark
When I saw your first smile
I swear it gave me a heart
I've laughed with you at good times
And kept you safe to show I care
I've cried with you through bad times
And held you through your nightmares
You are so young
So full of heart
I don't know where you've gone
And its ripping me apart
Tell me your not gone
Please tell me your not dead
Your laughter and your smiles
Are still ringing through my head


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familiarity

in garden of contented sighs
beneath a bridge of family ties
Time flows gently through the rows
of loving constant care
here seeds swell to burst to pose
as beauty grows aware

Partaking in heart aching words
of loss and sad despair
seeking love I pause and find
some gentle comfort there
I tense and sense  
a hug so kind 
a tug 
I feel myself unwind 
in sweet repose the scent of rose 
has opened in my mind 


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I Miss You

The sad memories of you are haunting me,
of all the things you said and did,
the advice I never used but soon will,
the songs I recall as a kid.

It's the way that you would stick up for me,
the tender way you called my name,
it's the way you gave me fun piggy-back rides
and went to every soccer game.

It's the way that I remember everything,
like you teaching me wrong from right,
and how we spend all our time at the park
where I first learned to fly a kite.

The warm holidays we shared together
the Christmases and Halloweens.
When you gladly took me trick-or-treating,
and when we decorated the tree.

I remember and that is what causes tears,
playing with snow in December
playing in the rain, teaching me to swing.
All times, I'll always remember.


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Jesus Called You Home Today

Jesus called you home today
Said your time was up
Please walk this way
Follow him through the Pearly Gates
As you step through Heaven's Door
Please remember these few words

Mother I will miss you so
I'm sorry you had to go
You were only 49 years old
But your time on Earth was done
Now it was time for you to be an Angel
I know you'll be there to watch out for me

Like you were when you where here
I am happy though
You don't have to suffer from the cancer and stroke
Jesus took your hand and lead you home
Showed you a new life to live
Even though you are truely missed

I know theres holes in the floor of Heaven
And your my guardian Angel 
Watching out for me through my troubled times
You are still my guiding light
I love you mom but know its time
Cause Jesus called you home today


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In Your Arms

In your arms I held so tight
to feel the warmth of your skin
you made me feel so bright and alive
I yearned for the next day you held me again
there was so much happiness when I saw your face
when I held your hand I never wanted to let go
you gave me so much joy there was nothing to lose
everyday was something special to me and so much more
when that last day came for me god was waiting by my side
he told me that the time had came and I couldn't stay
the life he had helped you make for me is something that was great
he assured me I'd be an angel to look over you and protect you
when I got to heaven I watched the pain you had when I left
I didn't understand because you had something so precious to remember
but when you look at my pictures and hold my blanket tight 
I see that I gave you more than just a memory but a piece of something in your 
heart
but never would I have been there so long if you weren't there for me
as time goes by don't think of the pain of losing me


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What were you thinking of that day?

Written by Ann Wilson on

October 31 2006

What were you thinking of on that October day? When you went over the line and 
plunged into the creek. What was on your mind when you held up your hands?
Did you not care and want to give up? Or was your pain so real to you and 
suddenly the thoughts came to your mind and were you  feeling like you didn't 
care ?Were you hurting so much with only despair?Did you think you would not 
be missed? Or did you say I will take my own life because nobody cares? Did 
you know what you were doing or did your mind just snap? If you would of shared 
with us that you wanted to end your own life. Or was your mind doing tricks in 
your head? Or did you just give up and  want to be dead? My dearest brother we 
are all sad that you have departed with us this way. Did you not try and pray or did 
you not think your pain and suffering was to much to bear. We all miss you so 
dearly we wish you was here. I want you to know what is plain and clear that your 
loved ones are sad that you went and left us on that October day. As we had to 
say goodbye on the 7th of October for saying good bye is hard. You are still in our 
thoughts from time to time. And still in our minds with the same  thoughts over 
and over time and time again Why did you have to leave us why did you go 
away? What were you thinking of that day?


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You'd Think It'd Get Easier

That's two gone from my life
Since February began
First I lost my friend, Grace,
And then I lost my aunt.
When will this madness end?
Will I ever get a break?
When will I return to normal
Happy and free of heartache?
Please, someone tell me it's all right
That It's going to be okay
No one's told me anything
But I guess it wouldn't have helped anyway.
I don't want to believe that this is it
This is the total, complete end
But I don't have any faith left to cling to
No heart or love which I can lend.
I don't have any trust in anything
Because life is so very short
God, I wish I knew what was coming
So that I could be prepared and alert.
But these things happen so suddenly
Without any warning
A life is gone, another soul dies
Leaving the rest of us in mourning.
So we are left with broken hearts
And tears running down our cheeks
We are left, shaking and sad
And that's how we'll spend future weeks.
With so much death in my life
And so many hardships I go through
You'd think I'd expect it and it'd get easier
But I'm sorry to say that isn't true.


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Merry Christmas to Heaven

As we gather around at this time of the year
It makes us wish even more that you were here
We will never grow accustom to life without you
We know that you are peaceful now
Walking streets of gold
Holding hands with the angels
And never growing old
That doesn’t change the void we feel
Opening up the presents
And sitting down for a meal
With each light on the tree that twinkles
We feel that you are close
Wishing we had the time to say that we loved you the most
Now we will share each moment in memory of you
Merry Christmas to Heaven
Merry Christmas to You


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When I Die

When I Die
Let the angels sing
Let the sunshine turn into rain

When I Die
Don't shed a tear
I shall be in the 
heavens above

When I Die
Meet me there
Its the beautiful place
that you'll see called Heaven

When I Die 
Nothing will do me no harm
The bad days are gone by
No more weeping eyes
No more mistakes 
No more going through
the pain that ache me

When I Die
God has set my soul free
Now I am free
My life will never be the same
my soul had gotten weak, wasn't able to move

When I Die
Now I will be able to live the perfect life
I always wanted to live
Now here is the peace
for me where I lay my weaken body

When I Die
My eyes will be close 
But never forgetting who I was 
Where I came from
Never forgetting the loved ones 
Family, friends, and enemies
No matter who you were
I still loved you
Nver forgetting who you are

When I Die
As each day passes by
surely I'll miss you 
Maybe you'll miss me too
Don't always come teary eyed
Remember who you are
And the special things that God will have for you

When I Die
Now I will become a beautiful angel
Pray for you above
each and everyday

When I Die
I will be waiting on you
In that special place above
where its called Heaven

When I Die
When I Die


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Grief

Oh abyss!  
The breath deep provides no alleviation
of this painful thought of loss.

Oh Relievo my presious!
Oh Relievo my love!

If only to briefly hear my lamentations
and witness how it fails my pleading heart begging your recovery.

Carry me off, away, I must not know this sensation.
My mind, my limbs, my spirit, and where they abide desire no words,
but only from the familiar lost.

Depart not you, but pain!
Please wake me from this dream!
This dream is horror.
If not such, put me there!
Quickly I charge the cause.
This absense, this longing, this lacking does'nt pause.

Memories do not hold me well. 
You are in heaven now. 
But I, I am in Hell


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Thinking of Kevin

When  introduced we stumble blindly
our ears piqued by every sound
Our footing not yet stable we search for firmer ground
As we grow our vision changes,somewhat blurred and confused 
If it's God who guides me onward for what purpose am I used
I have searched while unsure of the treasure
Not quite sure of which I seek
Yet he affords me the greatest pleasures weather strong or sometimes weak
The gifts were all so splendid,the despair I've felt so deep
The sweet memories of my lifetime the greatest gifts I get to keep
So weep not when you think of me,knowing where apart
For now these memories I have treasured,are carried deep within your hearts


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In My Heart You Live

My heart tremors
Knowing when I dial 724, 
Your voice will never again resonate
The wrinkled lines of father time-
Gave up on you
How could he?
There was goodness in the air as long as your heart-
Continued to beat,
My mind turned so very opaque-
In the moment of the morphine's first droplet
My soul fell to the linoleum-
In the moment I had to say goodbye
I misplaced a part of myself-
When I stood amongst masses of others,
In a room with loud murmurs,
Where your name was tacked up in white-
All I knew of you laid in a wooden box.


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She loved one

She could feel it in her bones.

Chills promising her she would

would never be alone.

I cried the night he left, he

just went away leaving me with

a scar of sweet memories. I held

him dear to me he was the only one

who I had led to my heart and opened

the door. 

He didn't deserve it, oh no he didn't

But he was the one she loved and as the

tears dropped she turned to stone.


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The Most Needed Christmas Gift

Dedicated to Papa

This Christmas morning has dawned
I stir and stare up at the ceiling
Then it hits me, this emotion of dread
This feeling I didn't know I could be feeling.
The day I dreaded has now arrived
And others cry out in joy
But there's one lonely girl standing off to the side
Lost in a world where happiness can't deploy.
I open my presents with my family
And admire them, one by one
But something is missing, it's so obvious
That the most needed present is gone.
I glance around, unsure if I am right
And Mom stares curiously
I stand and make up some excuse
So they won't see tears fall down my cheek.
Silently crying in my room,
I vow to be happy
But even the willpower I have
Is not enough, instead, it's sapping
My life has become a deep, dark hole
That I knew would be here
I knew this moment would come
When there would fall many tears.
I got everything I wanted
And all the things on my list
Each item was crafted perfectly
Each card sealed with a kiss.
But there was one thing missing 
As I stood, longing for some kind of touch
From the person I lost in my life
The thing I needed most was love.
But now he's gone so suddenly
But that was two years ago
Why can't I get over this death? 
Why can't I ever let go?
Why does this only affect me at Christmastime?
Why not any other part of the year?
Is there some reason for this sadness?
For this agony and tears?
Others long to reach out and help me
I can see it in their eyes
But I dart away from all help
And explain it away with lies.
I wish there were some person 
Who I could spill all of this to
But now I know I never can
Because that one person is you.
I got everything I asked for
The gifts perfect like a dove
But I got nothing that I needed
What I needed most was love.






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Blue Pearl

A rare blue pearl that 
I discovered today,
glistening beneath the sea--

brought thoughts of your laugh,
your love for life and how
we were meant to be.

Gathering it gently
I swam to dry land,
then ran as fast as I could.

You smiled as you sunned
on that heavenly beach,
just like I knew you would.

So proud of myself, I
gave you my gift and
we walked down that beautiful shore.

We spoke of old sorrows and
earthly regrets, thankful
we'd feel them no more.

Eternally blessed
and hand in hand,
we watched as our new sun set.

Then we dined at a table
with our precious Lord
and praised Him for
the day that we met.


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You Weren't There..

Though you may be sad loosing a loved one..
You weren't there When God lost his only son..

You may think you have many a debtor...
You weren't there when Jesus was betrayed with thirty pieces of silver...

Though you may be weary and laden with despair..
You didn't witness when they tormented him and didn't care...

Although you may be in agony and immense pain..
You weren't there when the Lamb was fatally slain.

You may think that you cannot carry on and life is grim..
You weren't there when they mocked and spit on him..

Although you may have too many worries at hand..
Look down, you weren't there when they put nails in CHRIST'S bleeding hands.

Although you think you have been badly scorned...
You weren't there when they forced on his head, a crown of thorns..

Though you may feel that everything in your life is going wayside.
You weren't there to feel the sword that pierced HIS bleeding side.

Though you may think that you really don't want to live.
Christ loved us enough to die on the cross, and he will forgive.


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DO YOU FEEL LONELY AND BLUE?

Do you feel lonely and blue? Do you feel that nobody loves you and cares or 
thinks of you. Is you mind  with emptiness and sadness? Are you filled with 
troubles that you can't understand? When you are with these thoughts is it with 
much despair or do you wish you could turn back the time and wished you could 
of done something different as the time is passing? Are you true to your feelings 
and say what is on your mind. Or do you keep it all bottled up inside what is 
stopping you is it pride. Do you tell someone what you are feeling and be true to 
yourself and take that chance to tell someone you are hurting inside. Do you feel 
the pain will go away you need to bow down your head and pray and take that 
chanced today. Don't wait too late cry if you will listen to that small voice but to 
listen you  must be still .You may be surprised at how it will turn out. You may 
help someone else who is hurting too. Take that chance and Find someone you 
can count on before it is too late. They will tell you if you must let go of the pain to 
scream and shout with all your might and tell you that you need to do what is 
right. You have more too gain then more to lose it is you life you can do as you 
chose. They may need you too so don't wait to long to say what your thinking 
because they may be sad and blue too. You don't have to feel you are alone with 
these thoughts there are a lot  of men and women who from time to time feel the 
same and have had sadness and shame and despair and felt their life is 
crumbling too. You are not alone don’t feel you are in their way so don't hold back 
for they may feel the same  way and tell you  to stay and not go away. You may try 
and get outside of yourself and you may be surprised of what they will say then 
you can forget about your own troubles that have been going your way .So when 
they share their feeling with you then you can ask this question that has been 
haunting you. Do you feel lonely and blue.



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Funeral

This fated day has come
with open arms instead of fear.
Don’t bring a sad voice of sorrow
to my grave or shed a tear.

I don’t ever want to hear
a sniffle or a tear drop.
It doesn’t change the fact
that your flowers lay on top.

This isn’t the end
of us being together;
just a pause in time until
a change in the weather.

When you will join me
on a distinct level or plain.
To start a new beginning
different but the same.

I’m here with you now
looking out and over you.
To make sure to spread your love
when you think of Mindy Sue.


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A Salute to Debra Reid: Our Sister, Our Friend

from the minute you gave your soul 
into the safe keeping of Jesus Christ
you went on to lead an upstanding, 
productive and blessed life
from the moment you met and married your true love, 
your husband Kenneth Reid
you reaped a bountiful harvest 
and built a business with God's righteous seed

the enemy came upon you shooting arrows 
from every angle and in every way
yet our Father God continued to shield you 
and lift you up each and every day
you fought the good fight Debra 
and now you can gracefully lay down your sword
for Father God has called you up heaven 
to receive your just reward

so today we salute you Debra 
for being a soldier in the army of God
and your memory will live on forever 
embedded within our hearts
you've been a trooper and a true disciple 
until the very end
and our love for you will never die, 
Debra Reid Our Sister, Our Friend


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Taken

The light turns yellow and the mother hauls on the brakes,
the truck behind her tried but it was already too late
the little girl is knocked unconscious the ambulance soon arrives
the mother has minor bruises but the child is listed in critical
and the bedside vigil begins

Alejandra, my baby, please get better for I need you with me
her angels are hovering over waiting on the word that is yet to be
tears seep through the mother's eyes whispering
Alejandra, darling, how could this be
one moment we're together and now I pray I'll have another chance
to say how much I love you

Twenty-four hours went by when Alejandra passed in the night
she looked just like an angle so sweet in the light
How will I ever live with this pain inside of me?
When all I want to do is go and be with my baby

Alejandra, my gift was taken all too soon
and now my baby's in Heaven so brief and all too soon


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If I Could Walk Right Out Of You

I wouldn't miss you, I'd never think about you or wish you were apart of me.
You held my hand since I was born, you've led me left and led me right
and make me so miserable. If I could walk right out of you, I'd leave you far behind...

You take all that I hold dear, you  make me prideful and arrogant so that I think I know
it all.
The dearest earthly treasures seem fitful for my lust and for this;
If I could walk right out of you, I'd leave you far behind...

O' sinful life I'm done with you, disgusted I ever knew you and ashamed I called you friend.
If I could walk right out of you, I'd leave you far behind...

You used to have a hold on me, you made me do things I wouldn't do 
and things I would, I didn't. Though you call upon me still, I shall not go, for you
cannot lead me too far from GOD and yet you try; If I could walk right out of you, I'd
leave you far behind...

Grace has made me whole, delivered me from self and sin and fills my every need and
desire. patience He gives to me and willingness to be all He's deemed I'd ever be. 
I am His vessel of mercy and this I do know, If I could walk right out of you, I'd leave
you far behind.

O' sinful life I'm through with you, disgusted I ever knew you and ashamed I called you
friend. One day, O Precious day, I'm gonna walk right out of you and leave you far behind.

(c) Nov. 21, 2007  Rosemarie Schrock


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Living Without You


A garden, 
blooming 
and sea of 

beauties dancing in the smile of 

morn orb. The 
sexy posture of 
a rose 

stands afore, yet, her glow cannot

outshine 
the diamonds
rolling down 

on my cheeks, nor can solve 

the paradigm
of my day 
obscured— 

by your absence, my love!


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The Loanely Petal

The window drew the calmness of the breeze and steady rain.
The branch swayed ever so slightly and the petals one by one drifted away.
The focus I had was on the two roses that seemed to hold on so persistently with 
will and power to stay.
As I lay in the bed with the illness that slowed the beat of my heart every hour I felt 
like the petals grasping to hold on and not blow away with the wind.
Mom held my hand as I felt the wind blow stronger.
The last three petals were very red only two left now.
The cries of mother blend into the rain and one petal gets drenched in  the 
darkness of the storm.
The last petal is very still and reaches out for my cry.
I drift into the night of darkness as the wind blows my last breath away with the 
lonely petal that no longer grasps the branch of life.



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Voyage

"There they go,"
Aboard the Good Ship
Across the oceans
Toward the edge
Of the sea
With the setting sun
From here to there
In a strait betwixt two
A reluctant release
As we mourn...
Others cheer,
The boat whistles
Parting the waters
Just beyond the horizon
From a wrinkle in time
And limited isles
To an everlasting dawn
A spacious place
And a welcome welcome,
"Here they come."

In Memory of Nanna Joe


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The Last Week of Life

If you knew it were your last week of life, how would you spend it?

Would you remember to pay old debts or call old friends?

Would you make amends with your family?

Within that last week of life, what will be the most important issues to you?

Do you visit a far away land or just have someone close and hold their hand?

Take a moment to consider how you will spend your time, please spend it wisely.

I pray that the precious last week of everyone’s life be spent in joy and peace.

Take time everyday to make time to say all the things that are most important 
within your heart, because all too often we never know when our last week of life 
on earth will be.


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GONE

I recall that tragic day
When the telephone rang.
Still, so fresh like yesterday;
A year ago, such pain.

A familiar voice on the other end,
What she was saying couldn't be true.
My mother's words I didn't comprehend,
Asking how God could be so cruel?
He took away the only one
That had ever been there.
She was my "SPECIAL SOMEONE",
Always showing me she cared.

My Grandma had a heart of gold
And was full of nothing but good.
The cute little stories she told
Brightened up my childhood.
Without her raising me,
There's so much I wouldn't know.
Who knows where I'd be
If she hadn't taught me to grow.

In an instant,  POOF!, she's gone,
A terrible accident took her away,
Making it difficult to move on,
Regretting the things I didn't say.
How I LOVED her, heart and soul,
Wishing I had made that clear.
Was she proud, I'd like to know
Of the woman I am in the mirror?

I believed I'd have her always,
Planning to visit more or call.
Thinking we had plenty of days,
But that wasn't the case at all.
In one day, a single moment
It can all disappear,
Not realizing how much they meant,
Until now, that they're not here.

(12/08/06-In memory of my Grandmother)


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This Vapid Life

This insipid existence,
This body betrayed,
Time, now short,
Now ao precious,
What do I say to my wife?
My beautiful daughters?
Why no happy ending?

Are they aware what I tried to accomplish?
How close I came?
How things where clicking so well
Just at the end....
And how much I loved them all?
This I pray they know,
I will watch over them, now,
Each minute night or day,
The sensitive one will feel my presence,
From the beginning,
The others may take more time
But one day we will all be united again,
Our cycles will be complete
And that day, for all of us,
That day will be a treat.

Mark and ALL his girls!!!


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Tragedy Strikes

Tragedy strikes in a blink of an eye. 
Someone who’d thought would not die.
Don’t know how to cry?
Asking the question why?
Seeing one grow up 
With there death not even half its life!
Living here, living there
Everywhere but near!
Never having that fear, nor shedding a tear!
With daddy gone
Temptation arose to do wrong!
And not before long
A smack hit there face
What a disgrace!
Day after day without the stuff
Putting on a total bluff
While lying down at night putting up a fight
Mother in such pain
What is there to gain?
Knowing that her kids will never be the same!
Time had come, 
it was too late
Death was his doom
Up in that lonely room!


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The Unsung Hero

Your memories step
Into the lustrous glass
Whispering 
The final journey
Tears and laughter not lost 
Though, leaving without goodbyes
For its being etched in the hearts
Of those, who care and love
Forever, your name
Will be remembered
Like a message…
A Reflection
Of bravery
Shown against
The blackness
Of storm, that brought 
Countless bodies 
Down to ashes of wails
The loved ones
Whom you left behind
Their lowly spirits
Will be strengthened, with your 
Martyrdom
For them
You will live in eternity
For you’re the diamonds
Giving them all the time
Your brightness…
Even though
You’ve ascended 
Unwillingly, to the height
Of limitless sky



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Sorry

I'm sorry for not being there.
I'm sorry I didn't care
Enough to let you know
That I was leaving
And not coming back.
That things we're bad
And that we were escaping.
I'm sorry for going
Without saying goodbye.
I'm sorry for never calling
To say good luck, best wishes
Or to just say hi.
And now it's too late.
You've left,
Without saying goodbye.
Gone to take your place
In the sky.
For your forever sleep.
And once again,
I'm the one who's sorry.


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Struggle

From days before we met,
the struggle lied within us.

Giving it our all,
to fill the emptiness that consumed us.

Over time we lost focus of what it was that brought us together,
work family and pride that made us stubborn, not knowing the cost would last forever.

Not letting go of the struggle within from the past takes it toll,
leaving the both of us to deal with it once more alone.

It takes both of us to make the change from inside our hearts,
If not pointing fingers will shape our thoughts.

Promises were made to be broken but the efforts are there,
they're better than nothing if they get you somewhere.

Life is nothing but a fight a struggle to make ourselves better,
and when it involves your family the results last forever.

I love you more than I can say,
please believe in me as you once did and I you, day by day.


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Missing Billy Bell

twenty nine years ago,
on a cold and icy night,
my dearest friend and cousin...
entered into eternal light,
although, for me, that fateful eve,
plunged my heart into eternal night
music was his passion,
food, friends, and familu too...
his laugh could light a dungeon,
and this I swear is true
boots protruding from beneath a blanket,
that covered his remains,
this loss so deep and shocking,
has forever left our hearts with stains


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My holiday

An empty house cold and dreary,
no joy just sorrow and ever so weary.

No tree or decorations to show,
just me and my thoughts living here all alone.

No daughter to hold and say I love you this Christmas day,
no gift exchanges with my wife no embracing or holding her tight.

For all that I've done it's still not enough,
loosing my family when times got tough.

And all I can do is to feel so ashamed,
hope for the best, this is my holiday.


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Here

Somehow I know when you're here.
Goosebumps, and cold chills
Alert me that you're near,
I suppose many would be struck with fear,
But knowing you still exist, brings but a joyous tear
Five years gone, I think of you,
Each minute of every day.
I remember things we did together,
I remember what you had to say
Life is seperated by a curtain of fate
Those times you were alive,
And now the time you ain't

I touch your things, I don't know why,
It's as if I'm hoping to try
To feel the essence of you,
And be among the few,
To reestablish our broken connection
With a soulful of belief injection.

I miss you
I miss you,
I will wait patiently,
Until you again I see.


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Why Must We Grieve

To cleanse the soul, so often we hear... Does that answer dull the pain? Not 
even near... The river of grief runs ever so deep, flooding our soul, making us 
weep... Just hearing the sound of our own cries, makes life unbearable when a 
loved one dies... Why must we grieve? If only twas faith that helped us 
believe...Saying goodbye tis a sadness we share, collapsing beneath the 
crosses we bear... The pain of grief is a two edged sword, one side wounding, 
the other striking a healing chord...So why must we grieve I ask yet again, if only 
to drown in a sea of pain....

With Love Grandma...
 Vickie


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A Poem



Truest as the love from the heart that beats from our breasts,
That the daughter of mine, Matilda, is sick to the wonders,
who lies stoned cold and emotionally depressed watching the skies
grow bluer and nature's green so bold as she lays  to rest.

Her violet eyes, now to gray, tells that I can merely scarce the pain,
and as truest of the love that beats from the heart in our breasts,
that soul does crave a wondrous treasure that rings so 
Bold but timid and yet it speaks all in rhymes.
She lips out the words, "Read me a poem just one last time"

And my fingers roam amongst a page,
So soft as I read, "Nothing Gold can Stay."


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The Picture

Look at her
So happy and alive
Not knowing the child should be 3 months
The one she couldn't have

The only tether to life
Another child of 3

can't die yet
Must live by rote

Aching to be her once again
The picture falls from my hand


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THE LEGACY

In circumstances unknown
She left this world alone;
Neath the fast flowing Ouse-
Judge not nor accuse!

This lovely wife of thirty-one
Whose beauty does transfix and stun;
Dying in circumstance unknown-
Leaving Arthur bereft,alone!

Heartbroken,distraught he searched
In weather so bitter and cold;
Until a final illness took hold--
A family tragedy,manifold!

Orphan Lily wept alone,
just five with no family home;
The Great War now just begun-
Her tiny world,undone!

In circumstances unknown,
Frances left this world alone;
Her legacy lingered to expand-
In the fair looks,of her daughters-grand!