Funeral Birth Poems

As I take my poetic pencil to describe, 
birth, 
     death ,  
               earth  
                      and life.
I see a young Jason coming, screaming 
Loud, loudly...

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There was a twenty minute lull
Before the paramedics arrived to
Remove Greatgrand Dad's 
corpse. When the paramedics 
Arrived they examed Greatgrand 
And confirmed the family's dread.
...

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The Poconos was not the premiere honeymoon spot.
The delivery, not far from the rushing rainbow knot.
Not anywhere, near my entrance, when love calls.
I might have...

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I lie dead in coffin
With a bit of smell
Doors opening for hell
And silence, like trapped deep inside a well

How ironic is it to see
Everything just...

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It’s both a bitter funeral for freedom
and the birth of new crime....

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How Do I Say Goodbye
By:Ashley Marie Gilchrist
01/25/16

When you were born,
As parents we are supposed 
To teach you all we know
Most of the time it is...

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“and remembering being born would be worse than dying”
in the house of life they failed to disclose
that you would only be partially welcome.
on the day...

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...fiery the angels fell...


A lost train bound for November 
lonesome wail of an engines whistle
Slicing through the night
Souls Destined for the rim of forever 
casting...

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Staring into the Void of a White Room,
Trying to see imagery coalesce from infinity 
Mind rims with fear, red sears the horizon, insanity!
Lookin into nothing...

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Life is so strange,
Nothing stays the same.
Everything change,
But who to blame?

It is like a game
Where you lose,
Before you gain
And to win you have to face...

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Burning snow falls quietly on
cold rusted wire and brittle bone.
An ancient creature looks to the horizon 
feeling is body built of razor wire and old...

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She was put into my arms
Much smaller than I ever imagined
Is this the color they are?
Her eyes are shut 
She looks like a baby bunny
I...

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She still frolics among the Arabian dunes 
Hundreds of years of lifetimes living 
After as many fiery deaths, the fable goes, 
She throws herself upon...

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Fear comes and goes. 

Tidal waves.
 
Cleaning the shores,
repetitively.

I too, am afraid. 

Afraid of loss, 
Afraid of things which I can’t explain. 

And of the...

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The old man was no longer a hunter,
But he would not stoop to women’s chores.

A storm was brewing as he sought
Shelter in a round cave.
Soon...

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