Easter Bereavement Poems

He isn’t here;
He isn’t here;
He HAS RISEN;
Jesus has given
Given His Spirit, back to the Father

He has callin His reign on Hold
For He’ll be coming back
He...

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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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Immediate family ever so small now
Most of all are gone
Core family now my adult children
And now a new grandchild to tell the joys of
The savior,...

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O-n this Easter day God took you up to heaven.
L-ong days and nights followed, especially for your mummy who misses you with an
I-tensity that only...

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THE 123 CALL

In 123 the political class call,
First we run to be quenched with wishes of lies,
Second we swear not to be swirled again with...

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CHILDREN OF LAHORE
(Easter Sunday 2016)


Arms flailing
From
Her
Blue burka,

The woman
Jumps

Like a checkerboard
Piece
Up and over
The white squares

Of bedsheet
       To bedsheet
To bedsheet

Each
Draped
Over a
Red...

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Ran; they were running up the hill.
Sea was rising to level unseen
I sat in my old shabby car, 
All terrified of what it could be.

I...

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Deflected reflections


The funeral long passed but the pain as fresh as any wound
I read through neglected Mass cards congealed in my fear 
Relations, acquaintances, neighbours,...

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Another year has gone by
There's not a day that I don't cry,

I miss you daddy and sister Cheryl everyday
I have learned to accept that the...

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Easter's the time we remember
that death is never the end,
that just because someone has left us
it doesn't mean we've lost a friend.

For all folk live...

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In memory of Ann Mary Pospisil Stenberg

I wish you were here 
For one more birthday to honor your presence.   For one more Easter...

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MY 2 CENTS THEME FOR EASTER 2015

Love got spat upon 
     Today;
Peace peed upon:
     Got in the...

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Into An Angel

We just did open depressing door
Knowing he's not around anymore
Easter Basket was empty and bare
He went to heaven to see God up there.

Memories...

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The Wedding Ceremony of the Dead, Part One, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Les Noces de la Mort by T. Wignesan

Orgy of stone !
I drank hate...

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THE FARM HOUSE.  Part1.

She sits. Her feet bare.
The porch..paint blisters.
So much can be done
But to erase what once
Was; NEVER.

God. Hold back the tears!
Remember; shadows...

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