Eulogy Death Poems

I have to come clean as I return to see 
your ashen corpse and dried leaves  
My survival became more important than yours 
but...

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He was born in Groesbeck, Texas and his name was Joe Don Baker.
Sadly, after living for nearly nine decades, he needed an undertaker.
He attended North...

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our mouth owes a debt to your buried bones
a hot lead cracked in a jiffy,
  and your brain splashed~
    in the...

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Let us start at the end because that is where it all began
Ashes
I clinched my fist because I did not want to let go
I literally...

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Death, death, Oh! Old Death
Old death makes everybody dry and sad
Death even makes kings who are grumpy and mad
Absolutely powerless, helpless and useless
Death makes us...

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Ere break of day and dawns caress
Till sunset lays our cares to rest
We march and toil to gain what's true
With burdens many, respites few
And labor...

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2025.4.16
Six year passing.
It was an early Tuesday morning.
You laid on your sick bed without moving.
For a while, you laid still with your eyes closed.
I decided...

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Am I crazy
if it’s been five years
and I still expect you to walk through the door?
If I can’t give away your clothes
because you might need...

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(A repost from 2019)

My favorite aunt is dying.. cancer, quiet and consuming as a flame..

Seven short weeks ago she was easily doing an hour of...

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Many fell asleep. 
They slept while many were killed in factories of death. 
This allowed for others to take over all of the land.
The system...

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Adrift in some Mad American Empire 
I stand in my shadow as the future winds come 
Looking over the ruins of my nation!

Eyes grow dim...

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A gaping wound pierces my heart in the shape of my be-
loved.
Someday it will scab over.
Someday,
far, far in the future,
it will turn into scar tissue.
I...

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The journey was long, now the time has come,
My weary soul has finally taken its final run.
I close my eyes, release my last breath,
And now...

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Between the blades of dewy grass
Mingle the particles of fresh dust
Their colour bleached to grey.


A bird descends and pecks for food,
Finding nothing it ascends today
Climbs...

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Farewell, o' weary traveller.
The stormy clouds now ever lift'd.
From that mortal night unto which you drift'd.
Daemons, once so fierce, shall make no further sounds.
For now,...

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