Wedding Bereavement Poems

April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa

The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift...

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April 9th, 2023 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Borne aloft into the netherland
the body bearing thee soul   
of Boyce Brandon Harris
birth name given...

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An old blue uniform 
that hadn't fit in fifty years,
beneath which:
Letters I don't recall sending,
a daub in oils, 
slashed, repaired, and saved.
A note, detention, smoking,
tucked inside
a dictionary,...

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Dear God…Michelle here
Why did you have to pick her?
Why did you have to take my mom so soon?
Why did she have to go to heaven...

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I wish she was alive,
I simply wish she was alive,
The mother I lost a year prior,
If by some stroke of good luck God
Could defer her...

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A SADDENED EARTH
How many plagues will the earth survive, taking innocent souls to their death beds.

As their families grieve, daughters crying over fathers, children mourning...

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April 9th, 2021 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad more'n six months ago,
nevertheless...

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Remember when you wake up each morn
There are those who'll never see the dawn
The brave who gave their lives so that we
Could live out our...

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Daddy, Are You Sleeping?

Long car rides, or late night movies.
Piggyback rides down our long hallway,
then, you to pour me into bed.
Daddy, are you sleeping?
Newspaper glued...

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You cannot practise dying, though we want to do it well
We don’t want to appear foolish when we might  be in hell
We can practise...

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Gray Like Mist

The bird died today. 
My bird.
I cried for an hour. 
I can not cry anymore. 
There is no time left. 
I had to...

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             Tapestry of Life


In the still graveyard overlooking San Francisco Bay.
Her husband's young body...

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After Glow

The pumpkin pie is steaming in the oven, 
just exactly right for the evening dessert. 
A sweet remembrance of all things...
that have happened since...

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Clocks that Run 

Backwards to my day. 
I pray first and start off right. 
I don’t think I will make it through, 
if I do...

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Unseen Needs

The angel watched the woman, 
filling up her purse, with leftovers…
usually thrown out at the end of 
the gathering. 
She was careful to make...

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