Fallen In December

you scrounger
forthcoming
yet again
in this cold
december air
to pilfer another life
from those of us
already impaired
of holiday spirit

to reiterate
your power
make us fall
on bended knees
once again
kissing lips
forevermore
silenced

make our tears
descend in hopeless trails
as we question our faith
while icicles shatter
like daggers
against our hearts

this air we breathe
a constant reminder
of your tally
as we choke
on disbelief
of another gone
from our reach
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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December 16, 2019 at 7:42 AM
The sadness and sorrow are deeply felt in this heartbreaking poem. Not sure what has happened but my heart hurts for you my friend.
Adams Avatar
December 16, 2019 at 9:50 AM
death has come to steal again... : ( hugs
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December 15, 2019 at 10:36 AM
When someone in my life passes away, and people ask me how I can smile and laugh. I tell them this... I don't believe death is the end of ones existence. It's just a doorway unto the next life, a better life. Yes, it still hurts, to lose them here on this plane of existence, but I choose to remember and celebrate the good thier lives brought into my world, because of that I can't be saddened for long. But I'm weird anyway so... I am however sorry for your loss hugs...
Adams Avatar
December 15, 2019 at 3:08 PM
to lose them all to the same battle that you are facing makes it harder i think.... hugs and thank you
Pandit Avatar
December 15, 2019 at 7:25 AM
The feeling of loss and sadness reverberates in every verse, Sandy.
Adams Avatar
December 15, 2019 at 3:07 PM
Thank you Vijay... hugs
Cunningham Avatar
December 15, 2019 at 5:49 AM
The loss of a loved one certainly casts gloom on your life, you feel it more in the dark and dreary months. Tom
Adams Avatar
December 15, 2019 at 3:06 PM
...it appears death likes to steal this time of year more from me...every year before the holidays...someone... hugs
Krutsinger Avatar
December 14, 2019 at 9:53 PM
This is such a tribute to how death can change a whole season for us.
Adams Avatar
December 14, 2019 at 9:56 PM
i already didn't care for the season as the scars always remain and the family gets smaller and smaller... but death so close...a funeral a week away from Christmas, how can one want to celebrate and be cheery? thank you my friend!
May Avatar
December 14, 2019 at 8:20 PM
I have no words but two, Love Ya!!
Adams Avatar
December 14, 2019 at 9:54 PM
:( luv ya ...
Na Avatar
December 14, 2019 at 6:26 PM
I love your way of words. You thoughtfully process what your going to write down. I congratulate you for this. You have a poetesses heart and write amazing poetry. I thank you for being a part of Poetry Soup.
Adams Avatar
December 14, 2019 at 6:31 PM
Thank you Greg for your kind words... hugs
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