Best Memorial Poems

Emotions flooded my very soul as I viewed that Sacred Wall.
Etched for all eternity are hero's names who sacrificed their all.
I sensed that I was...

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~Homeless~

A lost guardian angel, sitting on the edge of everything 
I push my shopping cart along the cracks of destiny  
My house sits on...

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Not with my arms but with a heart 
that blesses your reveries, may peace reside
within your chest... is it possible to love you
less? Perhaps allow...

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you May-
think me odd    perhaps strange 
peculiar and off the wall-
but I
like to wander cemeteries

among    rows   ...

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And I begin my own steep climb into 
The Chalkland Downs              ...

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How does it feel?
It's hard to tell
Sad when I pause
Taking moments to dwell

It's the pearl that is lost
It's the half-empty shell 
It's the un-told story
It's...

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"A cappuccino would be nice 
And thank you Anne dear friend. 
Since Bert has died I've felt quite lost, 
But time has helped things mend."...

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Their candles burnt brightly long ago
Providing for us and watching us grow
But the years passed by and took their toll
And left behind gaps in our...

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My greatest wish is for humanity
Treating each other with civility
Regardless of each one’s ethnicity
All men should be treated with dignity
 
For when I hear of...

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May May Be
By Franklin Price
4/25/2015

May may be the nicest month
Of all the dozen best
You may ask why would I say this
Let us put it to...

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When in this life I felt down
You were the one that was around

Maybe it was the way you held my hand
I knew in my heart...

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I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the...

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A country yearns industry
from assiduous minds revolutionary,
cities conceived with mind set and skill
yet lay insipid in the body of Britannia
those in need of life’s blood,
akin...

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The Black Hills wept for Thee

East of the Black Hills of South Dakota, 
On the Pine Ridge Reservation,
Live a proud tribe of Oglala Lakota, 
Part...

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I look in your eyes 
what do I see
A shell of myself
who I used to be
   A minuscule fragment 
of who I was...

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