Women Eulogy Poems

A person uses about 57 sheets of toilet paper a day!
Holy crap! That sure is a lotta trees
There are 58 million dogs living in the...

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Old soldiers never die
Old soldiers never cry
Old soldiers live in our heart
In our guts
Forever
Old soldiers live in our pride
In our huts
Forever
Old soldiers live on
Old soldiers...

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Sojourner to far-flung climes;
When you return,
Will you remember the evening songs
Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree?
Will you still remember the fame of the great...

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Eulogy of Diamond Dee
We were all a bit FASCINATED by the COMPLACENT Diamond Dee.
She maneuvered us like puppets, and I mean all of us, not...

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When a nation cries, death rides the reaper is a stride, the loss of reasons in a Ludacris season, where men of nations think they...

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Lemon sour thoughts in aquamarine
imagery of dry desire pure pale powdered sage 
quaint quear copulate of Cupids
with bows that draw Archaic archer 
arrows aimed at...

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Funny

Sorry

No

One of the saddest of life's
ironies is this

That how a person when alive

Who not a single good could
thing could be reported of

Is now in death...

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This is my translation of Rainer Maria Rilke's second elegy from his Duino Elegies, which he began composing at Duino Castle in 1912. 

Second Elegy
by...

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Perhat Tursun

Perhat Tursun (1969-) is one of the foremost living Uyghur language poets, if he is still alive. Born and raised in Atush, a city...

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there came a time,
more than a moment
pained and slow, 
begging to surrender.

regrets flew, hopes landed
tears swam, games ended....

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Hail the Truth
It has to be said
For it is the truth
The holy Truth
Written as fact
As true as night following day
The undeniable truth
Juniper Mother Nature and...

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Hiroshima Poems I

Let Us Be Midwives!
by Hiroshima survivor Sadako Kurihara
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Midnight...
the basement of a shattered building...
atomic bomb survivors sniveling in the...

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Look closely at
the crows.
          At 9:00 p.m.
the highway ends
and hollow appendages
     ...

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Written By Marcel Ike Okonkwo


Under the sound of the Ekwe Nimo
In ancestral groove
One hears the dale and might
And songs of our ancestors
In a land of...

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Songstress
by Michael R. Burch
 
for Nadia Anjuman
 
Within its starkwhite ribcage, how the heart
must flutter wildly, O, and always sing
against the pressing darkness: all it...

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