God Eulogy Poems

Don't come, do not come
Do not come to my funeral
Do not come to my burial
Stay home in a quiet room
To read my God-given poems
Be inspired...

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What humans call ‘Good Friday’
Should be named
A ‘Bad Friday‘ for Jesus
Our brother
Who bravely died for our sins.

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Hébert...

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From one heart to another, Uncle Carl you will truly be missed ... And
May God continue to bless you from beyond the heavens. I love...

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1. If you could look into your future and choose one day to see what would happen, what day would that be and why...


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When death...

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We find ourselves with you in time, 
Thoughts of you are roaming our minds
Angels playing music at the Gate
Heaven will be Home; let's call it...

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CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 2

Catullus CI: 'His Brother's Burial'
translation by Michael R. Burch

1.
Through many lands and over many seas
I have journeyed, brother, to these wretched rites,
to this...

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In the shadows where silence reigns,
Death's icy touch, no soul refrains.
A whisper soft, a chilling breath,
Steals away, the sting of death.

In the depths of night,...

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Oh, gentle keeper, lay me 'neath the earth's embrace,
Where willow branches whisper tales of grace,
Across the meadows, where daisies gently nod,
To my roots, to my...

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It has been raining everyday
The wet autumnal wind is here
And Mommy Maine just left us today
Peacefully.  She just expired, dear
This Ebony Queen was a...

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A day
That I’ll always remember
A very somber DAY
A very sad day
A day to ponder
A day to wonder
A day
Not like any other day
A very unusual day
A...

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I remember the day when the terrorists shocked
Our world. I remember that sad and dreadful day.
Two planes crashed like missiles 
Into the Twin Towers in...

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Wake up and rush for the toilet and say my prayers

 Stomach races trying to catch up to the bowels emptying anxious

Chemo the man said...

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The mourning doves and white doves gathered nigh -
together, send their coos into the breeze,
and looked upon the sky from whence they fly-
Why is it...

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The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the...

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          Down
     To his bare
  Bones. He was
A walking skeleton
Weeks before
...

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