Best Mortem Poems

Post Mortem by David Lustrup 2011

Here I lay....dead
Icy ,black, thick blood, motionless in my veins
Yet i see from my eyes.
Numbness, this world of grey.

I hear...

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One day for sure our life must end
as we depart from foe or friend, 
from pain or strife, despair or joy
our body just a broken...

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After the funeral,
the town changed its street maps,
old houses were relocated. new shops opened
in long emptied malls.

They had never shared their likes or interests,
they had...

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Finding the plot

Of lost innocence
engrained in untold memories

The silenced absence 
in past present unspoken
stories well hidden
and therefore evoking
my past and my future
not mine and mine

Quite...

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Well over a hundred years ago
The illustrious Vincent Willem Van Gogh
A genius somewhat like Michelangelo
With thousands of artworks in his cluttered studio
From the sublime to...

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Recumbent, crippled: a conscious corpse 
Life calling for me to follow 
Mentality, it warps 
Why does my skull feel hollow? 
As I wait for the...

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At the VFW Post in Buang, Philippines they know Macarthur
Staggering off then
Swaggering back onto
These Philippines Islands and the
 Wail of Hirohito
Drowning in chorus with the...

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Your life must have been worthwhile
You success is one milestone
Turning another facet of life
Likens a turning of a book of each page.

For every millennium
And for...

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Their mangled and broken bodies
return home in flag draped caskets.
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori
while a band plays patriotic
hymns for their services rendered
and a...

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In the witness box
pathologist Cox 
a seasoned witness quick on the draw
the lawyer, no rookie
a rather tough cookie
with a weak defense was clutching at straw

As...

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There is a time post mortem intertwined in the sickosocio scheme of thoughtless thug things reflecting 
in a morbid mirror mantle miniscule memberance of total...

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The grey mists of a sleeping dawn, cosetting birds still
wrapped up warm in bed, watch a stoat emerge from
its burrow and sprint across his meadow,...

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Clemency is a quality that I never understood
until after I crucified the Cilician pirates on Pergamus,
amusing isn't it, that I see mercy where brutality stood,
Death...

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Once upon a nightmare
 Lived a child, born so still
 A hopeless life bestowed
 To a conscience lacking will
 Nowhere, was innocence
 The girl discovered...

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Humanity is desperate for a taker
The archaic foundation is shaken and
Bitter worms are writhing from among the cracks
like a slow nightmare to overtake
mom's apple pie
Nature...

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