Best Funereal Poems

Come with me o thee, 
to my grave and reach,
for my ecstasy deceased,
take my eyes and see,
my ashes and feel,
gravity of my soul and preach,
kindness and passion meet,
your greatness my plea,
blind me light come walk with me, 
alter me please, destroy the devil in me,
carry...

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Unaffordable, yet valiant speeding, 
tailgating, and zooming Pep Boys, I cannot dodge. 

Yours truly grief stricken
(sob... sob... sob)...
wheely hard to bear
this anticipatory anxiety
riddled joker impossible
mission thwarting despair

death knell tolled (told),
woebegone news, I did fear
hears stunned me into silence,
the unwelcome prognosis,
I needed to hear
no joke, but...

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huddled together
from the sheeting rain
the unbrellas mob the hearse-
then in twos
slowly separate...

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huddled 
from the sheeting rain
umbrellas circle the hearse..
in twos
they slowly depart...

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Me very late mum, a funereal day...

courtesy latitudinarian, nonestablishmentarian, 
sexagenarian, and Unitarian son
and modest mastermind maven maverick.

Another anniversary of her death occurs
upon advent of 
May fourth two thousand and five,
not quite seventy years since her birth
November thirteenth nineteen thirty five,
nor fifty years 
a married bride...

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   The day bitter cold
     the wind whipping, raw

   A blessing nonetheless
     'twas my mother-in-law...

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    Bury the hatchet, I always say

     We’ve enough firewood in the hallway

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