Best Morgue Poems

Waking Up in the Morgue

By Elton Camp

Here’s more evidence of the conviction 
That truth may be stranger than fiction
When a man suffered an asthma attack
Of signs of life there was a total lack

In the morgue’s cooler he was put away
And there he remained for an...

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Laid naked and bare,
Dilapidated beyond repair,
Deeper within the dark bowels of ruined Ultair,
Whose ruler is a Litch,
A city rises from a darken phosphorous pitch
of shadows and mists of unhallowed portraiture
whose sights are akin to visual torture.

Where evils forgotten lie in one's peripheral,
perpetuating fears begotten and...

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The grave is a fear buried deep in some minds-
one day it’s all over when the body resigns,
that your life is only a trip from the womb
through some measure of time to an eternal tomb.

Psychology’s coffin lays you in this hole
then they shovel in their...

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October 5th, 2014

I walk into this morgue
After a long lasting stroke.
The room is a little small for a hospital,
A little big for this heart
And still, it all feels so logical. 

Dead bodies all over the place
Lined up inside cold refrigerators. 
They are past, long time...

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A life is taken each day, 
A heart is broken each night,
A soul mate is taken away.
Pain fills ones heart,
Questioning God why He allowed a tear to run through their cheeks,
But at the end it's not our will but His will.
Loved ones,
One day we will be...

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The lighting, it was over-bright
blinding my unslept,red, tired eye
white sheets shook me with dread and fright
the lighting, it was over-bright
oh! on the stiff body drained white
tattoo of my name on left thigh
the lighting, it was over-bright
blinding my unslept,red, tired eye

Written 06/15/2016 for Julia's contest "First...

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trying to put the words toghether
trying to hard 
but they will never get better
bleeding from my ears
these words that you said

cut my chest open
blood for tears
does the beating make you quiver
does the lies make you sick
leave me here 
chest wide open
ribs spread apart

down on my...

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A new planet was taking birth.
Stem cells were coming out of
obedience to carnality.
For resuscitation from kiss of death
faith was at its best in its witchcraft.

Complete blood count failed,
to diagnose the strange madness.
It was a whirling chemistry.
The transmitters merely took in
the sin, the insanity.

A huge crowd...

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Blah gray cupboards, gray padded table, boring grayish blue chairs.
Plastic chairs, not comfortable, always two, but who needs two?
I wait for the doctor thinking it is weird there is not a single picture.
No pop of red, orange, yellow, pink, green, purple, or any pretty color.

This...

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Haunted eyes stare through me,
Searching, longing, lost at sea,
Soundless cries echo within, 
A prisoner in her own skin.

Hidden traumas itch and gnaw,
While the circling buzzards caw,
hands wave from a waring mind,
As she leaves the world behind.

A glitched heart stained in pain,
Just three steps before insane,
Gritted...

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Within lofty daily trials, life always in check

gaze at self-made walls; stare up at the swinging bulb.

Chastising of milestones, beaten within submission

artful weaving of whispers waking from a deeper sleep.

Questioned emotions on ice; travel within a dark compass

where in the hell am I; queries shuffle...

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Bodies at the morgue
seem to be waiting
for partners …

Waiting, waiting still
like nothing.

Bodies at the morgue
seem to be so
for good …

So poor and dull and so
low.

Bodies today;
nobodies tomorrow....

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