Best Missing You Poems


Premium Member Season of September

Sunlight falls in breezy dapples
across your lichened stone,
solace now I seek in chapel’s
old yard while we’re alone.

It brings my heart back, being here -
love; that I remember,
the autumn brings a tender tear
season of September.

Neath supple sways my prayerful praise
I offer you a hymn;
may dreams evergreen be always 
blessed to soulful brim.

...church bells black -
they toll the hours
mourning time
since you’ve been gone.
Losing  you
and laughter ours
wrong side of Heaven 
I am on...

Green leaves that sigh like grieving silk
have not yet turned to red,
memories sweet as mother’s milk
will nurse through snows ahead.

It brings my heart back, being here -
love; that I remember,
the autumn brings a tender tear
season of September.
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Adieu Until I See You In Heaven - Emotive Write

I know your spirit is finally free 
when I scattered your ashes yesterday 
Cancer has taken you away from me 
solitude is now the price I must pay 

When I scattered your ashes yesterday 
I said adieu to the love of my life 
Solitude is now the price I must pay 
I’m now a widow, no longer a wife 

I said adieu to the love of my life 
I look to heaven and I question why 
I’m left a widow, no longer a wife 
as seagulls circle in bright azure sky 

I look to heaven and I question why 
cancer has taken you away from me 
As seagulls circle in bright azure sky 
I know your spirit is finally free 


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4/12/18
Form: Pantoum

No Sign of a Whine, a Smiling Mother

My heart I set on a dear companion
the cherished imprint on my soul, profound
how safe I felt in a tough kind bosom!
though I ceased to touch and see, tightly bound.

***
Sweet and pleasant, that huge effort and toil
no sign of a whine, a smiling mother
whims she would swallow, our feast wouldn't spoil
the feel of having her, like no other!

***
A glance at my eyes, she would read my heart
"ignore the pain, you have to dig your mine"
her persona, to me she would impart
how could I be without the whole of mine!

***
One tear of joy.. one other of woe
in time of grief, she had a bride to wed
her head bowing to what's to life a foe
I'm that one whose dad in wedding time dead.

***
No sign of a whine! her soul valiant
her words I retain, "I'm a woman of worth"!
how she longed for life! hers was transient
"recite me holy words.. I'm back to earth".

***
A companion when I recall, I learn
a woman, the world of books didn't know
of impressive drive, much she would discern
mother, the one I am, to you I owe.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Michael

A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My heart filled with passion, stilled, it bleeds.

I cannot bring him back though it would seem
I sometimes find him young and happy still,
So alive and handsome in a treasured dream.
If only I could conjure those dreams at will.

I often think that I can feel his spirit near,
With knocking sounds and blinking lights.
Late eves or early morn I hear his voice so clear.
I try so hard to connect with him those nights.

Sometimes I hold his watch and other things
I feel they retain vibrations of his energy.
I think of him surrounded by angel wings
And I know he is at peace with family.

10-07-21

This poem is about my husband Michael who passed away July 29, 2020
My son Robby passed away recently May 29, 2021 he was 44

I wrote a blog about my stepson Michael Jr. who is now in a nursing home slowly getting better thanks to all of your prayers. I know it seems confusing. 

**Thank you very much Team Poetry Soup for the honor of POTD 
Oct. 9, 2021**
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Golden Hearts - ::POTD::

How does it feel?
It's hard to tell
Sad when I pause
Taking moments to dwell

It's the pearl that is lost
It's the half-empty shell 
It's the un-told story
It's the water-less well

How does it feel?
Deep emotion stirs
Where the long goodbye
Has now lifted it's curse

And the shadowy valley
At last is traversed
So the heavenly moonlight
Guides the soul, now immersed

To the traveller's rest 
Angel bells welcome in
As adventure concludes
Ending all earthly din

Yet, we cheer and we shout
For a presence so full
Not a moment's regret
Nothing mundane or dull

The poet and lover
Of life and it's pasture
Your memory rich
While you journey to rapture

Though a vacancy sign
Is erected below you
As we move to conclude 
Let our words rise to show you..

This love legacy, bright
It will sparkle forever
For you taught us of hope
As you bound us together

It's a beautiful tether
That will never be broken
Your legacy, strong
And of you, highly spoken 

As our eyes may be teary
As these words are no measure
For the gold in our hearts
Is your love's lasting treasure
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Ballad of Poet Destroyer

"The Ballad of The Poet Destroyer"

Destroyer, and creator of words
Flying high on the wings of a bird
Drowning every inch, by foes and friends
Where has she gone?

When push came to shove, 
She continued standing tall after every fall
Falling fearlessly like the falling star tapping the lips
Topaz, a star in the eyes of envy the enemy
A dreamlike, miracle mirage, fresh like mints
No reason in remembering yesterday's sad song
Slightly she moves in with the new barren breeze,
A maze in disguise, no way out
A feeling so good, you hate
The naming of names, that won't escape you 
Your eyes of lust, imitate PD's sweetest touch, 
Destruction, with pleasure
A new day, killed by the morning after pill
Everyone gone, shadows remain
Where, has she gone? 

A feeling so good, you hate
Your unmatched precision wobbles your stability
She'll give you a taste of rays, despite your low self-esteem 
Happiness turns to sadness, making every jaw drop
Where has she gone?

She's not the painting of Mona Lisa, 
However, it does not stop you from spending your cash-
-To see a picture painted with a frown,
Look what you've done!

Never to return, what was, what is!
You say you love her, then you run
A dry barrel, an empty gun, 
Never will the enemy be number one, 
Nothing but a shadow, a rug for PD,
Like a dream, her imagery is haunting
Love her or leave her, her pen name remains
Poet O' Poet where are you?

An advocate of smiles, enjoy her copy-paste kiss
Trace her silhouette found in the midnight mist
Blindfolded, indulge by the wind
Breaking, the Texas Hold EM' Hand
Her freedom, her land
Gone insane, she laughs, 
Untouched she remains, she lives
Inside of me

By; PD


Premium Member Hidden Memories

I reach onto the bookshelf 
Carefully removing the photograph album from the top shelf

We nestle together on the sofa
I slowly turn over the pages
Yellowing photographs that capture precious moments frozen in time

Suddenly you become animated
Hidden memories begin to return …
We laugh as you recall stories from the past

You lovingly stroke the faces of those now long gone
Wishing they were there by your side for real
Tears fill your green eyes as you reach out and gently squeeze my hand

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Sweet Breeze

The sweet breeze through the window
asks nothing as unseen birds call.
It asks nothing of the sun
as it sweeps across yards,
yet it whispers to waking dreams.
My dreams ask,
Did I love too much?
behind my mind’s eye,
visions
and what do they mean
when we give of ourselves
so fully we are spent.
Now I’m alone.
Canadian geese gather
crowding a path along the river
as the day passes,
so consumed with each other
they ignore the mothers
and children who pass.
A ski jet slaps waves,
and the river breathes.
The gaggle whispers among itself,
and nature speaks a language of her own.
Form: Verse

Lonesome Love

For where is the love that I seek,
My soul searches deeper still…
Hearts hibernating in mystique,
I surrender to its wavering will…

Looking up to sapphire skies,
May it rain pearls of passion…
Tears that fall from elusive eyes,
Are saved as reminiscent ration…

May I find your love in galaxies gold,
Your sculptural smile behind the veil…
Marooned to your mesmerizing mold
Lost at sea to your sequestered sail…

Can lonesome love eternally exist,
Where kept kisses are forever missed.





Dec.31.2019
2019 best sonnet 
Sponsored by: John Hamilton

Placed 3'rd & POTD...Thank You
Form: Sonnet

Premium Member Untouched Orchard

She's untouched fruit
from forbidden orchards
barren and wrinkled
with fragmented twigs,
whirling to the beat
of melancholic musings 
of black-winged butterflies 
that croon and reflect
the true tragedy of a queen
waiting for the 
return of her king.

Beneath splitting dusks,
above wicked woodlands 
of weathered grim dreams,
personified pomegranate seeds
drip in sangria sins 
that feed her fears and lies
from familiar chalices,
but below the streams of
poetic gardens,
raspberry rivers taste
sweeter than honeydew melons. 

Cosmos decipher
her destiny designed
for a silhouette emblazoned 
in tarnished trinkets, 
But there's nothing left
In her shining throne 
that reflects in sorrow
like a tombstone
adorned with tilted 
tulips and wilted roses 
in a ruined wilderness.
All that remains is 
a crown that lays
amongst ebony
and bones covered in
cobwebs coated in 
memories and hurt.
Her tears swiftly freeze
into frost glazed lakes
holding the last breeze
of mourning dunes
searching for a valley
with his finest tune,
but empty chambers below
her feet echo with ghosts
of his rhymes,
as pantoums tangle in the
paralyzed streaks of 
her golden hair.
She sits in silence listening to the wind
carrying wicked witches
and mythological stones,
Hearing the tale
of beloved cities separated 
by unforgiving constellations.

If eternity can be illustrated
with calligraphic scriptures,
this poetic saga will reveal
immortal affections
through metaphors that 
stretch beyond medieval
manuscripts of an 
infinite infatuation.

I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help
Form: Elegy

Soul Mates Solace

When my final shadows cling on desperately
Where I fight formidable battles
to merely hold the light
I send you loving vibrations
and soul sustenance
Deep from the cathedral
of one heart to another
where today no choirs sing
nor symphonies play
Yet it is here where we meet
in spiritual solace
here to surrender 
and exchange inestimable treasures
recollecting memories 
like unopened letters
Galaxies are stretched
over chronicles of shared history
Nebula birthing stars
will be exposed
in forth-coming conversations
bringing short-lived fulfilment to you
Hungry to feast
now will be the time
to approve your blood art vision
and with my own haunting surrender
as dappled shades ink stain your chest
I will reside with you and share, mesmerised 
pens - by branding
as this will be your written reams to me
your artist's pallet or brushed canvas
no need for words
and yet creating
mysterious magical moments
Bitter-sweet the music
that dances taut guitar strings
but now blood approved
please go kick your heel up
return to your laughter
and ride on the breeze
for not all are lost
change not
for I am with you always
to love, listen and comfort as one
with you in me and I in you
as masterpiece

When I Leave You

[A love poem for my wife of 43 years] 


When I leave you...
it won't be out of anger, 
it won't be out of jealousy, 
it won't be for another woman, 
and it won't be for freedom.

When I leave you, 
it won't be with grace--
it will be hard, hard to do.

I could try to fight it, 
but with what power?
Taken quick or slowly, 
I'll still be taken-- 
out of this world, 
out of your life....

Never out of your heart,  
I know,
I'm planted there, 
a Gibraltar till time's end.

Yet...yet I fear for the weight, 
the heaviness on you:
all the times you'll need a touch, 
or miss my breath
on the nape of your neck....

When the stars weep, 
when songbirds die, 
then, only then, 
will my love be left 
by your lonely side.

Do I yet know how much I love you?

Will my soul chant in mourning for you?
Will it long for this world, 
this world of night and day
only because you are still in it?

Lonely

Reaching for your hand 
but knowing you have gone
I hear the birds begin to sing
their early morning song
Yearning for to stroke again 
your shiny chemo head
but now your empty pillow 
beside me lies instead
As I awake this morning
alone inside my bed
my heart is truly breaking 
for so many lonely years
and that is why this morning
I have shed so many tears...


Written 6th April 2019

Contest Favourite Poem From Last Week March 31st to April 6th 2019
Sponsor Lu Loo 
1st place

Contest April 2019 Premier 6 14 lines
Sponsor Brian Strand
7th place in Premier contest

Number One in 100 Best New Poems list for the month - 4th May 2019

Contest 'L' contest old or new
Sponsor Constance La France
FIRST PLACE
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Lost In My Lost Cinnamon Dreams

Cinnamon memories catch my soul in snares
as I trace in anguish the curve of your lips
in a photo stained sepia with my tears -
a thousand words spoken through my fingertips;

wishing you to be the breeze teasing my hair
or the sun on my skin after its eclipse,
let mare’s tails twine us in a heavenly kiss --
cinnamon stirs my bittersweet reminisce.


Susan Ashley
May 9, 2019


~ Fourth Place ~
Premiere Contest: 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2
Sponsor: Mark Toney


~ Third Place ~
Premiere Contest: Favourite Poem From May, 2019
Sponsor: Julia Ward


~ Second Place ~
Premiere Contest: May 2019 Premiere (Max 8 Lines)
Sponsor: Brian Strand


*Mare’s tail: a long narrow cirrus cloud whose flowing appearance resembles that of a horse’s tail*
Form: Rispetto

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