Grief August Poems

This is the year for thistle
All our hopes and dreams get carried away on the backs  of butterflies
Why did you decide to give up your...

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August finds me on the sun deck
Ugly sweat running down my neck
Great time to jump into the pool
Using the blue water is so cool
Swimming I...

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Bury Me no more
As I've put up a funeral in my head
And engraved the words I want to say and can't, in the concrete tombstone

If...

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Another
        friend; has passed on;
            Harry,
 ...

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You must have gone through hell,
The pain you suffered.
Yet you kept your sense of humour,
And still felt concern for others
Not half as ill as you.
You...

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Summer is ending 
hot days filled with outside fun, 
our sleeping in late. 
August ends our days off ~ done, 
back to school we must...

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In that late August morning
millions of eyes were crying
for the death of their king...
they longed for his voice that was beyond thrilling!
Elvis' life suddenly ended...

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In loving memory the saga goes,
or so they say when feint reminder culls a piercing interlude.
Remnant of an unfinished sentence,
broken shadow haunt awash with grief,
snapshot...

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Let me sit down
and observe the rising
of the August' sun,
it's gorgeous to watch it 
unfolding and illuminating
the entire valley that was unlit!

I refuge into the...

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January twelfth two thousand and ten
October seventh two thousand  eighteen
and again August fourteenth,
two thousand and twenty one 
witnessed near annihilation and destruction 
of the...

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August 13th, 2021 – twenty two years since...

Wicked bad designed day poem originally crafted
then alternately titled for no particular rhyme nor reason: 
courtesy Doctor Donald...

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Momma mia man date
comb the second Sunday during month of May
can be traced back to ancient Greeks and Romans
festivals held
to honor mother goddesses Rhea and...

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Blue soul whispers 
nightmare toll on 
ice cold pier stroll

Date created and submitted : 3rd January 2031

  Contest : Bauk Than  - Than...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Grief doesn't know time;
sometimes the gaping hole
death left in your heart
refuses to heal.
And that pain remains
as fresh as it ever was;
an unbearable ache 
that never...

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