Best Dust To Dust Poems

Act One scene one, the curtain drawn,
before the players cross the stage~
A silent script and program gone,
this mute perception to engage~

Fallible form and fancied function,
athwart the stage they come and go~
Delightful dance of grand conjunction,
perfect parts within the show~

Audience to this human plight
and resting in...

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I find myself at times in my life,
at a turning point- which way do I go?
and I always returned to the foothills 
Searching for an inkling of a feeling of home
Long after the farm had been foreclosed on
Sad, as I watch the cattle now in...

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Earth to earth, dust to dust,
Shall all flesh someday return.
Soul to its own, body to the crust,
Shall one day every man his turn.
The duration of life is so short
That it may not last the next mile
For it could in a single report
Rob a life of...

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From dust to dust our lives are thrust,
while flames the candle’s brief combust.
We leave the shelter of the bay,
unmindful night will follow day,
to launch our voyage, earn a crust.

All nature seems a sage august.
In paths of promises we trust,
not weighing dreams along the way
from dust...

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It was suggested that I plan my
Own funeral
The entities living on me
In me
Have ensured that I will not last forever

I lived quietly among my family for eons
Uninhabited
But never lonely

Then the entities came
Looking for virgin land
Wild and free
With no history
- as far as they were concerned

They...

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Ivory-clad finger carves a path;
signs of neglect incur her wrath.
Minuscule motes swirl aloft;
lungs are clogged as hands waft.
Blanket covers all
on floor and wall.
Was just fine,
this shrine:
mine.

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March 2017

For the "Dust" contest sponsored by Shadow Hamilton - Ninth Place....

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From dust we came--when will we learn
That to dust again, we'll soon return? 
Rich and poor, master and slave--
All flesh lies equal, in the grave.

Bravado, boasting, arrogance--
Are but a sorry recompense
For the joys of life we push aside,
Just to maintain our macho pride.

Perfect looks of...

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I left you in the corner of my mind 
with teenage memories of my puberty. 
I put thoughts of you in a box in the 
attic of my recall, along with others from 
that time, and there you lay, 
settled, gathering dust. 

Gathering dust. 

I...

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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust -
All mankind to their fate are led.
To face it - though - each human must!
There’s no need to pray for the dead.

Like motes of dust or grains of sand,
God’s children, through his worlds, are spread.
We wither but we go...

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written poems by sisters, brothers
always judged by someone’s druthers
never judged with hearts of mothers
judged by how one writes, no other’s...

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Ashes to ashes… dust to dust…

We begin as a tiny cell and die with our remains turning into 
little brittle specks of dust. All of our existence ends with our 
bodies melting into the earth churning with the clay. We live for 
love, we die...

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I trimmed the thorns off the blood red rose to prevent my own flowing down the stem
The petals nestled soft as snow, the fragrance of a thousand nights and days
Misting the air, summoning memories and regrets, days so far and fragmentally near
The eternal green stems,...

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“From dust to dust…”* Thus declares Scripture truth
That had confounded my soul’s very core
And is ceaselessly confronting my heart
Nagging me with this question I must face:
“Am I prepared for my coffin’s sealing?”

Succumbing to mind’s reality-check
I’m propelled to peek thru my burial site
And behold my mortal...

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Excerpt from the Book of Common Prayer,
                                     For the...

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Upon the songbird’s inception
A young breath of air, its lungs did make 
For the fledgling knew not of any deception 
A prominent flight, the songbird did take

Unknown to the bird, there were exigencies in store 
In the event that a hawk should loom 
Presumably, fear...

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