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Death Tanka Poems | Tanka Poems About Death

These Death Tanka poems are examples of Tanka poems about Death. These are the best examples of Death Tanka poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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Weeping

 
~~ Beyond my sorrow, there is a path that beckons; I could go that way . . . Or stay and hold hands with death, and weep upon a cold stone . . . ___________________________ August 16, 2014 Tanka Entered in the contest, Any 5 line Poem, Poet Destroyer First Place


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For Paulie: RIP

in this silence
the respirator breathes…
we did not know
his heart
was
still




*Inspired by Brian Strand's, Indelible Impressions contest. This was written the day after my 
Step-father-in-law passed away...he passed while we were in the room.


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The Grand Staircase

Kept calling to him As he climbed the grand staircase Never knew he'd died I climbed but could never reach him Papa turned, smiled, waved good bye ~*~
BY: Annalise Brigham FOR: Michael's "Tanka Me A Dream" Contest


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A Courageous Battle

~ perspective was found through days of rain and sorrow though laughter still came a long painful plight ensued and in one breath she had gone......... ~ A true story regarding one of my close friends. Cancer spread throughout her body so, so quick She passed one month ago today. I Love you Karen!!!


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No Goodbye


    All the people gone

        not wanting to say goodbye

            next to you i sit

                frozen unable to weep

                    the earth falls from my small hand...


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The very last cut

Do you see my wrists?
They cry blood when I do this;
Push the blade deeper.


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Season Woven In Grief

Persuaded by time,
and clothed in rust,  trees reveal
a changed homecoming...
The illusions of my youth
drift away with falling leaves

My eyes search for him,
although my heart knows better
Old fences need paint,
Scabs of white shed like feathers
from the dry and weathered rails

There, by the back door
his old plaid jacket is hanging,
waiting to be worn...
It holds scent of burning leaves...

A tear smolders on the sleeve




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For the Grief Contest:


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DEATH ON A SPRING DAY

DEATH ON A SPRING DAY

Death on a spring day
Outside all is bright and clear
He feels none of it
He dreams of fond times
Love    the dream world puppeteer



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still trying

still trying
to bench-press
this weight
the debt
my father left me


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paying respects

another deep breath
    of suffocating air
       passes the lump in my throat...
            I offer a Kleenex
                   to the woman beside me
           



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