Richard Lamoureux Poet Lanterne

Dead People Don'T Cry

When life is this tough, you may long to die.
The Grim Reaper beckons, like he's your friend.
Try to remember, dead people don't cry.

A bad beginning, may look like the end.
Your soul is anguished, every night and day.
The Grim Reaper beckons, like he is your friend.

Try not to listen, he'll lead you astray.
It's hard not to follow, his dark allure.
Your soul is anguished, every night and day.

Death's not the answer, it offers no cure.
Filled with sadness, you're not able to think.
It's hard not to follow, his dark allure.

Fill your cup with love, it can be your drink.
Refreshing of mind, dancing with the light.
Pouring out sadness, now able to think.

You have the power, you're able to fight.
Refreshing of mind, dancing with the light.
You thought life was tough, you wanted to die.
Still you remembered, dead people don't cry.

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Freddie Robinson Jr. November 3, 2016 at 2:55 PM Great poem, Richard. Beautifully interweaving hope amidst despair. Just a fantastic piece of poetry. Hate to sound like a hard case, but is this form terza rima? I'm a novice, but they gave me another definition of lanterne. Nevertheless, a marvelous poem, my friend. Love always. RW

Casarah Nance August 29, 2014 at 7:03 AM Interesting. Sometime it does just take some crying to feel better. if your gone, it is so final, no crying can save you. Nice dance with the reaper. Richard Lamoureux August 29, 2014 at 7:52 AM Thanks Casarah.

Cecilia Macfarlane November 28, 2012 at 1:53 PM Gripping and moving write Rick....working with the elderly, I walk the halls along side the Grim Reaper. I make sure I kiss my residents each day for the next day they may be gone. Hugs Cecilia Macfarlane November 28, 2012 at 4:26 PM I'm a personal support worker, we do the daily care that nurses used to do, dress, bathe, feed, etc.... nurses now give out meds and tend wounds. Richard Lamoureux November 28, 2012 at 2:12 PM That is sweet, are you a nurse?? Actually my wife is a nurse, she runs an eading disorder program her in the Okanagan. She loves her proffesion.

Dan Kearley November 27, 2012 at 7:43 PM I love the Love...And the message.Very nice. :o) Richard Lamoureux November 28, 2012 at 11:24 AM I like the cute little happy face with the round nose!!! Richard Lamoureux November 27, 2012 at 7:58 PM Thanks Dan

Sara Kendrick November 27, 2012 at 8:08 AM Enjoyed reading this one..I like the form that you used somewhat like a Villanelle or Mirrored refrain..Depression can be a horrible companion..Sara Richard Lamoureux November 27, 2012 at 8:39 AM Thanks Sara, hope this day finds you happy and healthy.

Debbie Duncan November 26, 2012 at 7:43 PM This is great all the way thru ;} Richard Lamoureux November 26, 2012 at 9:22 PM Thanks Debbie, I appreciate your visit and kind comment.

Lucilla Carrillo November 26, 2012 at 5:34 PM What a great poem you have written here. there is so much truth in it. Thanks for sharing it with us. Lucilla Richard Lamoureux November 26, 2012 at 5:37 PM Thanks Lucilla, I appreciate you taking time to read and comment.

Jack Ellison November 26, 2012 at 3:36 PM I am not a very religious man but applaud you for your beliefs and your willingness to express them! Keep smiling and stay happy! Richard Lamoureux November 26, 2012 at 5:40 PM Intrestingly I am also not a religious man, to many horrors have been commited in the name of religions. My salvation is not earned, it is a gift I have accepted and now I enjoy a relationship with my savior. For me this is a very intimate relationship and one that has never let me down.

Elizabeth Wesley November 26, 2012 at 6:21 AM This sounds like a note to those considering suicide which is always such a horrific event for family and friends. A timely warning Richard, reminds me how fragile we are. Richard Lamoureux November 26, 2012 at 8:45 AM Thanks for commenting Elizabeth.

Poet Destroyer A November 25, 2012 at 8:22 PM Richard, if it is not the answer why does it happen??/ oops out-loud thought.. However I do like the thought of my loved ones who passed, tear free... I do not like the image and thought of them feeling sad,,, when longing one another... I also imagine they don't long... They know we will meet again... good poem,, provoked more then one thought...LOL... always~ LINDA Richard Lamoureux November 25, 2012 at 9:23 PM As a Christian I believe the devil is intent on destroying us before we are able to see and experience the light. We in are darkest moments are made to believe that Death is the end of all our suffering. Better that we cry and live life than to be dead and shed no tears. I believe without God there is nothing just eternal darkness. Sorry, this may be more information than you bargained for. I guess my poem got us both to thinking.

Yanny Widjanarko November 25, 2012 at 8:08 PM I like this one, deep, mysterious, and reminds me of my dark time :), But really a relief ending, complicated form but filled with beautiful verses, this really you :) -Hug, Yanny Richard Lamoureux November 25, 2012 at 9:16 PM Fortunate for me my dark times are well behind me. You make me smile with your visits, enjoy your day.

Sandra Adams November 25, 2012 at 7:43 PM wow...powerful images....the message is strong, the words perfectly placed to convey this one...great poem my friend! Richard Lamoureux November 25, 2012 at 9:15 PM Thanks Sandra, how was the weekend?