Best Reuniting Poems
"A Near-Death Experience of A Sweetheart"
Floating through a corridor between two different Worlds
among white fluffy clouds and shimmering stars awhile wind unfurls
racing into darkness: destination to death's door
living in a heavenly kingdom ... forevermore ...
Traveling through deep tunnel as cold fingers touch
walls of blackened essence creating thoughts to clutch
quickly toward a bright white light of peace
my soul and spirit being experienced soft release ...
Rushing to a Paradise, landing on streets of gold
seeing the Face of God so clearly to behold
longing to embrace my dear departed family
loved ones who had gone before to their final destiny ...
Their captivating smiles excited my soul
sharing love once more as was in their earthly roll
but a huge white Angel stood between my track
he spoke mentally "child of God you must go back.
And yet, I was not sad but happy to have seen
my precious treasured relatives cuddled by Supreme Being
why? I questioned must I return to Planet Earth?
Angel responed not your time to stay
your purpose unfulfilled for God to cherish every day ...
Suddenly transported through the tunnel smelling flowers
a jorney taking minutes but feeling like hours
and soon the sights and sounds ignited quiet hospital room
while my loved ones endured possibility of doom ...
My husband was squeezing my hand so tight I felt his love
as my children sobbed so loud praying to above
my eyes opened wide as I inhaled a breath
escaping to my body while I avoided Death ...
This near-death experience was an inspiration
for another realm exists in utter fascination
for now the message lives to enjoy both love and life
have no fear for death is harmless and erases strife ...
Hover close to God and always give Him thankxxx
through trials and tribulations He relieves all angst
Treasure every moment and anticipate the end
a beutiful place is waiting reuniting family and friends ...
Kisses and hugs replaced those solitary tears
knowing what lies ahead extinguishes all fears
please celebrate the gift of life in grateful attitude
Eternity is awesome with unending interlude ...
Governments have been intent on
eradicating our rights one by one
Backing us in a corner with countless
threats with nowhere to run
Under the disguise of an experimental vaccine
that has not been proven to be safe
Mandating it, thus taking away our choice
leaves us all feeling the chafe
Canadian truckers decided to take a stand for freedom and created a freedom convoy
Which the government, Big Pharma
and the mainstream media are trying to destroy
At stake is our freedom of choice, our livelihoods
and the spirit of mankind
Totalitarian society will become a reality
if the masses remain blind
To Ottawa the truckers made their long trek
asking all mandates to be dropped
Reuniting humanity worldwide by the millions
with unity that can not be stopped
Peaceful demonstrations fueled by hope,
awareness and an outpouring of love
That our freedoms will be rightly restored
with the grace of God above
Feb 3rd, 2022
O hear I chant clinging to a sullen northern shore,
tempestuous serene rocky beach that you so adore,
sultry soliloquy sturdy stifled structure sings,
a witness of forgotten sailors and majestic kings.
Them, I blessed with gracious shelter in storms,
for I unmanned, rejoiced in accompanying norms
dreaming of worlds afar with anchored symphony,
of parting tears that await a returning euphony.
O watch my ancient red-bricked watchtower in sky
where the cherry-eyed albatross prepares to fly,
whispering of solitary voyages on vessels adrift,
guiding them through entailing waters, cold and swift.
Them, I engulf in mystic hues of radiant green light,
their shivering agony embraced by divine joy so bright,
dancing to tunes of prodigious waves as they kissed,
my feet reuniting with the ocean bed of forlorn mist.
O taste the pungent waves that carry eternal seasons,
timeless frequencies sprinkled on heavenly reasons,
essence of leaves rolled in snow and streams they fuse,
beads reborn of universe in a cradled hammock cruise.
Them, I absorb with their enchanting viscous tides,
they melt with innocent bliss my truculent slides
that flourishes my solitary light to let me sense
melodies of blushing mornings with visitors hence.
O touch my abandoned walls, barren yet strong,
bereft of warm embrace in a lifetime so long;
them I nurture with tears of melancholic grief,
to be held by tender nights of melodious relief.
I await the echoing hums of a delicate little girl,
her fingers orchestrated the howling wind with a twirl,
I became the serene light that guides despondent ships,
a proud beacon of benign hope dissolving dark eclipse.
Shadows will absorb burdens of death’s hour
where the brightest lights reach, touching my soul,
and I’ll follow, a choreographed stroll
through time, feeling love’s eternal shower.
While the heartbroken grieve and angels sing,
Death will come at night and shine like morning.
The last breath drawn will be deepest, journeys
new with all the love I have ever known.
My father, leading by the hand, will show
truest joys, reuniting family.
While the heartbroken grieve and angels sing,
Death will come at night and shine like morning.
When darkest thoughts of death come to my mind
and tears, heavy-laden, fall from my eyes,
clouds may gather but not for days gone by.
I may cry for cherished souls left behind.
While the heartbroken grieve and angels sing,
Death will come at night and shine like morning.
Written 12/5/14
Received HM in Death Shadow Contest
When Red Sunset, Shines Its Brightest Inspiring Lights
When morning glories glow, your closed heart opens again
dawn's breaking light shows, a true faithful, loyal friend;
can you then cleanse the hate from your embittered eyes
open hard closed ears to hear this heart's saddest cries?
Recall our friendship, and cherished years we both knew,
remember we fought this dark world, just me and you!
When red sunset, shines its brightest inspiring lights
you feel that cool night's soft breeze, forget our big fights;
see a future when we can dance under new stars
forget the hard times, those bitterest of our scars!
Hold to sworn vows, that united once tender souls,
take a chance, toss the dice, see how it all rolls!
If this poem sent, with its sadden heartfelt plea
can repair the great damage, heal both you and me;
send back this letter sealed with a red lipstick kiss
write pretty love words, the ones that I dearly miss!
Please meet me there at our favorite lakeside spot,
sweet darling, give this broken man another shot!
Recall our friendship, and cherished years we both knew,
remember we fought this dark world, just me and you!
Hold to sworn vows, that united once tender souls,
take a chance, toss the dice see how it all rolls.
Meet me Friday at our favorite lakeside spot,
sweet darling, give this broken man another shot!
Robert J. Lindley, 6-14-2018
Rhyme, ( The Letter Sent)
Edited version of a poem written over 42 years ago.
Although heart-sent and truly felt, there was no reuniting and love thus reborn, however life did march ever onward and the torn, worn, weary and broken heart was not swiftly healed. Yet time eventually did heal it...
Constructing Catacombs
Desirous death, a submersed breath, the walls in a carious crumble
Living life, a surgical serrate strife, as we stand surreal and stumble
Baneful blood, a feverous flood, the temerarious towers will tumble
Terranean tears, fertile fermenting fears, a famished fatalistic fungal
Corpses mounting high, Angels in the sky, reuniting dead and divine
Perpetual praying, love’s lost laying, as we build their sacred shrine
For we question why, we deceitfully die, within the abortifacient vine
Blue clouds of clay, casually chip away, as the minstrels drink their wine
The new Babylon, do we belong, beyond death's door is still unknown
Faith be quick, do we get to pick, a heaven or hell that we have sewn
Odious obstruction, of deaths destruction, mankind comes to mourn
Caught in oblivion, a denunciative delirium, and thus we are reborn.
Nov.08.2017
PREMIERE CONTEST NO 110
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Forlorn as a withering rose,
The years in every wrinkle etched.
A crippling frame, head to toes,
Ramshackle porch to match.
An old man, rocks back and forth,
Staring steadfastly into the eve,
His ailing years of little worth,
The sublime sunset a mere reprieve.
Contemplating a life well worn,
Exuberant youth a distant past.
His aches forged through duties sworn,
A life succinctly fading fast.
Resigned, fulfilled with aching heart,
A partner lost this past ten year.
Far too many years apart,
Engrained in each and every tear.
The sun cascades on wind torn porch
A silence echoing the fact,
That embers of his dying torch
Will fulfil a reuniting pact.
Tree-tops bend beneath a bottomless sky
winds of change carry along seeds of hope
of a newly planted day
Ripples in the pond multiply with each drop
of what carries us forth away from the same
when one lost their way
Chirps of a winters trip come to an end
eyes glimmer knowing you're not far behind
as the kettle blows
Sending echoes across valleys of the living
where souls go to rest when night are cold
but nobody knows
Seamless the seeds sprout life anew
Reuniting lengthened days ever true
My unquenchable thirst for returning to my homeland
Reuniting with the sacrosanct sole soul of my source
The thought of the joy of being with the angelic band
Sooth each nerve of my feet and reinforce their cautious course.
My wars, from the time of my entry into this landscape
Have not been for mere laurels, though glory and wisdom won.
Nor from virtuous thoughts, words, and deeds, I tried to escape.
Courage and commitment, in me, like blood and veins are spun.
Gods Zeus, Hermes; goddesses Athena and Calypso
Angels and powers of the galaxies and constellations
All kinetic synergies of the universe, now know
This sage-like postulant's optimism-filled palpitations
Adventurously high is each step of my odyssey.
The Odysseus in me moves me meticulously.
I wished you were here, the stream of wishing never stopped
Sometimes, I was blessed with your return to life in my dreams
Sweet images to hold onto, from those special gifts in the night
I tried to move through each new day cautiously, step by step
While looking forward to a light of our own reuniting later
When we can celebrate all that we never had the chance to
Sudden death is a curse, of haunting words unsaid
Spilling from my mouth, begging to be heard at your grave
But, the place deep in my heart, remains the same
No empty years can take away what you have filled
As I live carrying my future image, to embrace you in the end
3/10/19
Heidi Sands
I Saw A Light
Enlightenment Hope & Harmony advanced to help
reuniting our warm bodies disregarded the period
of our aloneness when far apart we were over
a decade.
Harmony enables us love each other having
everything to gain allowing our hope not to fail
notice how deeply in touch our instincts are,
those endless years of being separated,
will succeed to enlighten our nights, not to
abandon each others arms.
Hope will never sense the feeling of being senseless,
we will generate great power to recuperate
time lost by exhaling our passions breathing while
watching an illusion of one big red heart appearing on top
of a humble humming wave,
Forever In Love.
Destiny suddenly turned its way when realizing
a greater force does exist, although she never yelled
or called for help when being in distress, now he is
here spending the night undisturbed to enjoy the
happenings that awaits in that panoramic refuge.
Their arising love will be demonstrated while flying
half naked towards the oceans crashing waves to
harmonize parts of their bodies, feel the depth of yearning
to excel in their coming life, desire to love and make
love on the shore while listening to the melody of the
waves splashing with tremendous power to wash away
anyone who will dare break them apart, belonging
to long for each other, a promise will keep them
united eternally.
The evening ended prepared to engrave those
three words on our chests,
Enlightenment Hope and Harmony
trusting our bodies never to be separated ever again.
Therese Bacha (Win No. 2)
23/4/2013
For the contest of Russel Sivey. Harmony Hope , and Enlightenment
pain misdiagnosed for three years
encouraging prognoses based on lies
wish I could return to more carefree days
but now I know neuropathy has my life on the line
pain subsides as numbness sets in
in time I’ll feel nothing at all
but the bliss of eternal life
when my autonomic nervous system shuts down
no fear, no tears
just expectation
reuniting with loved ones who passed
sharing love that never dies
in the spirit world
my final destination
*Entry for LeighAnn’s “Afflictions” Contest
It seems like yesterday, that God took you away,
To a far better place, some would say.
Where living is easy, and always pain free,
A place that we all hope to someday be.
But here on earth, we all still miss,
The warmth of your smile, a hug or a kiss.
How you loved all animals, until the day you died,
And your jokes were so funny, we laughed till we cried.
You had a kind gentle nature, with a heart made of gold,
I know when God made you, He broke the mold.
You were the one we ran to, and could always confide,
And get great advice, and feel better inside.
We still miss you each day, our dear sweet Dad,
Yes, we remember the good times, but still feel sad.
We will see you again, and what joy it will be,
Reuniting in heaven, with the whole family.
-Mary Waldeck
You feel a demon inside of you,
Ripping at you.
It knows you're doing wrong.
Indulging.
You push away thoughts of yourself,
Trembling in the night.
You need it.
You need it.
You need it.
The thought skips,
A broken record in your head, reminding you.
You need it.
The man is here,
A cold sweat breaks across your forehead.
Anticipation.
It's in your grubby hands.
You give the what he came for.
He leaves you to do as you please.
A vile poison drips from either side of your crooked mouth,
Tantalizing the weak.
The reuniting of yourself with it, bittersweet.
It melts in your hands.
Wait a second,
You're the one melting.
You lapsed, but you're happy, right?
Right?
Regret hiccups back at you.
You're going to be sick.
Settle now.
Settle.
Your stomach calms,
As you recline,
Nearly comatose.
Sweet Surrender.
Never before has it been so clear in every single one coming true
Never before has it been so near as the Israeli's now speak Hebrew
In the year 1948 their land was again found and 1967 Jerusalem too
Bible Prophecy is 100% sound in the following of each and every clue
The ways of apostasy growing strong as anti Semitism rears it's head
As with everything and what's wrong, it's all in what the Bible has said
Now Russian and Iran come together and the other three nations named
But God will protect from this whether as in the Bible this too is claimed
Much of it never made sense before then technology jumped into play
So only our Lord could ever in so sense as such damage would He say
A computer, bar code and credit card soon to be the mark of the beast
To imagine this used to be so hard but those problems have since ceased
The four empires have now past, the Euro reuniting the Roman Empire
Now in the toes that Nebby's statue cast how did Daniel ever acquire
As it was all said in the good Book as only the Temple needing to be built
Maybe you should take a new look as they lay those stones upon Jewish silt
Nebby is Nebuchadnezzar whose dream Daniel not only deciphered 3000 years ago but knew it, as no one was told the dream. Saying three Empires would follow Neb's and now the toes, the ten nations. The dream was a large Warrior. Head of Gold(Nebby's Babylon, Silver Persian bust, bronze body and iron(Roman) legs. Now we are in the 10 clay toes which will crumble.