Absence Poems | Examples of Absence Poetry

A Poet Road Now that it is hot and the sun has turned from a warm friend to a raging enemy, what did I say to make it so burning hot? I`m up early and drive around, stopping and take pictures of growing plants before the rampant sun makes them lose all colors. Then, before I knew it was ten o’clock time...

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2015 and years thereafter The year of two thousand and fifteen, has not been a good year for world peace. Brotherhood of Man. I despair of our lack of empathy with children killed by Well-meaning Bombs dropped by nations Those who look for peace through violence. I recall from history books a king named Croesus, everything he touched turned into gold, and he died amidst...

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The colours of the world have faded My life, I would of traded She was taken to soon Her time on Earth a fleeting tune Only three brief years she knew Now, she’s gone from our view The world feels black and white Without her shining light Too young, too precious, too sweet In her absence, life feels incomplete She should be here, by my...

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Harried Harris heir still feels horrid courtesy heist he doth declare... Earlier this merry month of May a goniff who possibly did gossip about his/her surreptitious exploits when he/she brazenly accessed ATM machine situated at 13 West Ridge Street Lansford Pennsylvania 18232 pulled off outright theft found him/herself in possession of debit card with Mastercard logo (I deduce mail meant for us - particularly the missus got sent to...

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It’s been a long time since I’ve ventured into this new studio of mine— dust has settled like ashes on the unshelved books and the jars of brushes still packed away in boxes that intimidate me. Since I’m already here I might as well unpack one carton of my past. I slit the tape on a box labeled Miscellaneous, not knowing what I’ll find. Inside, a parrot, a toucan, some...

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To be a good father You already have to be a good man But apparently he couldn't be either guess it was just easier For him to be just like his father Him being a black father Made it harder The stereotypes That followed him around That policed He probably internally agreed He felt it must've...

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I can hear your heartbeat inside me Even though you're gone. I prayed for you my whole life. You finally came, So full of love and light. We were always together. I thought we always would be. I took care of you, and you I'm watched out for me. Then one day,...

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The Caliphate (2015) Let us think about the unthinkable. Let ISIS have their caliphate and be a state The Zionists took Palestine and called it Israel European settlers killed off the Indians And now it is called the USA. The brutalities and horror of ISIS are terrible But from a historical perspective Worst things have happened, and will again, it is The human burden...

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A blot of ink drifts right of center. It grows, devours— Pale pages consumed by raven. I asked the low, bruised sun if my life still counts when my pen scratches a scream— but no words ever made it out. My voice chases inked shadow drips—spread mourning...

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I have been accepting that I lost my courage to be vulnerable, and I hovered over words that would not flow, For my emotional tsunami hides in the insufferable, I was just afraid to let this ache inside me go. My stygian soul then scheduled my mental breakdown And the photosynthesizes of my overwhelming pain, I have established that in...

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Axion, gone actual? Energy low? Mass? Sing within us all, moon full! Shine in colored casse... Opopanax, gears a-grim? Young people these days! Teeter on the crater's rim? Success always pays. Tamarisk tree, waking up. Dreams from this one fly! Covenant of drinking cup? Do not deign to die... Squirrel in deepest burrow? Not this day, O my friend! Fields with salt a-furrow! Broken past the bend! Winter snow, thy undertow. Cold,...

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This is a story of wee mental Blair minty Wilson, he was a father a brother a nephew an uncle a cousin and one true friend, he was loved by everyone that he did meet, His mental health hid from all to see, And the world was cruel to what he was going through, On...

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Youth, having deserted them long ago, They had little to look for in life Than making the remaining days joyful So the octogenarians- Tom and Sam Together formed an intimate league Every day, they would, without fail Meet at the country park in the evenings A ritual, they had religiously followed And enjoyed more than anything else There they would sit … chatting for...

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season ending spring yet birds still so sing heated temps of summer rings 5/23/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025...

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Mother – A Feeling Mother... An emotion, a shadow, a voice. Whether she belongs to someone or not, whether she’s with you or not, everyone knows what a mother is. Ask anyone, and only one answer comes— Care, love, sacrifice. She may not be present in her own life, but she’s supposed to be in ours. I don’t know what a mother really is, but I...

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