Best Ashes To Ashes Poems

A Beckoning finger glides her flight
tasting the wind,
to gather insight

Lifting her arms tendril-ed to light
drifting in feeling,
is darkness and fright

Soaring to plains,knights had fought
in helmets...

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We'd laid old George to rest the week before,
at ninety-one he now rejoined his wife,
no heirs to his estate, so one thing more
to do, and...

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Ashes to Ashes

Smoke
rises in the distance.

The boxcar
rocks,
rocks,
rocks;
stones
are placed along the ties.
Were they placed by Chance
or left 
as gently as Kaddish.
I lift my hands in the...

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“Monopoly - Fast Track Equations”



Razor sharp cut quite clear
He says Trust
She says Fear


Broken glass and hidden things
He says Respect
She says Trust 


Ashes to Ashes
Dust to...

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Quickly, 
Quickly, 
Quickly.

You spoke in search of light relief

And hearing your cries for Help

I cried myself to Sleep

On the rotten old couch upstairs 

While Mum...

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Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,

While you were alive,
Who did you trust,

Did you trust the One,
That did so much,

Or were you blinded,
By vanity,the evil touch,

The choice...

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‘Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust’

(No one is going to bust up MY insides,
sew my eyes and mouth shut,
drain my blood and...

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What is Love?, but the transporter of the Spirit
Neither Fair or Foul the Truth of it is that we Fear It

When a woman of young...

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Read Between The Lines

It was the point of a meaningless moon,
That being dealt life, its absolute gloom,
Vague stars shone hope to reposed past of Earth,
Dusk...

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_ _ _ _While walking one day in crisp autumn air, 
On the edge of the sidewalk,  I saw it so clearly_ _ _...

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He's running out of Colour.
                   *eternity eternal...

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I was borne to the winter
Carried into this world with the wind
The snowflakes were my mother
And my father was the hail that ushered in
I've never...

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What do I say?
On this cherry day
At my own funeral
Where I execute and burry
The Burdon I once carried
Where I let go 
Of the life, I’ve...

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each grain of sand, every molecule
has rested on Earth since time began
raindrops now fall and dampen my hair
once part of waves rushing through mom's hands
...

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Bury me not to rot deep in the bowels of earth,
all alone in the cold, silent, dank wetness of dirt.
For the very first day I...

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