Places Epitaph Poems

A field of chiseled headstones spread before me when I paused to scan the peaceful countryside that day. 
It dawned on me that I would...

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Once I paused, with my dusty feet
Braving the heat, to cast a mournful look
At the fancy graves along cemetery street;
The erect old brown stones too...

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As long as Saints roam the Earth,
There will always be hope for humankind.

I see them most days,
When out and about,
I feel their touch,
And bear witness...

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Ada McDonald

1873-1906

This is a mistake!

A huge contretemps indeed!

A foul up of the most egregious kind!

You see, it wasn’t my time yet,

This death thing; I had...

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Fighting famine starvation
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
& A Poetry Soup honourably mentioned poet

As a poet should I write?
Words in this world!
That is not...

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First Love
I tried to sense your coming
	the time and moment you would pass.
All day I pondered words to use
	actions, sighs, and movements embracing you,
as you...

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Time heals all wounds, I remember the first time I heard those bitter laced words oh so many years ago on the day as black...

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The source of my life,

Nurturing the soil

From whence I came

Mortal blood ebbing,

Eternal fluid light,

Filling my veins

Pain flowing,

Into obscurity

God's love,

Forever in my sight

The wicked have stolen...

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A GIFT FOR EVERYONE 
ESPECIALLY 
FOR  CHILDREN
 

BASED ON  A TRUE STORY

IMPORTANT NOTE:
Now watch a short Video film made by me (placed on...

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America the beautiful, where are your friends?
They have left you to find some other ends;
You who once stood for all that was right,
Are now only...

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You are the dream of my dream
Receive my smile to break ice
Kindle the flame of my wanderlust
Ye, my coppella madrigals
And my aurora borealis.

You are my...

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When you came into this world I was there to pick you up.
To get you started on your long but short life.
We grew together to...

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Seeing through the looking glass
the passage of age
He has come at last
To wipe away that youth-filled view
Out with the Old and in with the New
The...

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Triangle box with face of glass standing  there in  well paid peace
Folded  Old Glory by white glove hands  to rest upon...

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