After living for over six decades, you departed.
You were my best friend and I'm brokenhearted.
You liked to help people because you cared.
You lost your life and that certainly isn't fair.
You had a rescue service and you rescued dogs over the years.
You had a big heart and your death has caused pain and tears.
I had no vehicle or driver's license and you gave me rides.
Your friends and family are devastated because you died.
You loved dogs so much that you had ten of them.
You went to be with God and that truly pleases him.
If I live to be 100, I will never forget you.
You left this earth at the age of sixty-two.
[Dedicated to Tammy L. Carper (1963-2026) who passed away on January 5, 2026]
My good friend was here yesterday
He and I were laughing and joking
Together. He was a very funny comedian
I’m shocked, I don’t know what to say
I’m speechless like a cold and timid hen
Everybody was praying for him to leave after spring
I guess God had another project, another plan
What a pity! My dear friend is now gone
Nobody knows anything about his destination
I wonder if he’s now living in a different nation
Under another blue sky, where birds fly like angels
Or under dark clouds, where frogs sing like crazy devils
My good friend is no longer here. He left with the wind
When the sun stopped shining. He was a good friend
It’s sad when a brave friend leaves unannounced
Without the sound of the bell of the old Cathedral
I am hurt. It is painful. I feel being sadly trounced
My friend left in a hurry, perhaps to live in another capital
Darn! My good friend was here yesterday
He and I were talking and watching
TV together. He quietly quit. He went away
He vamoosed before the arrival of spring.
Copyright © November 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
Bon voyage and best wishes
Safe travels ~ do enjoy your great adventure
There’s much magic to discover
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Grown apart
we became after
a long while,
Remember those days?
Daily talks upon hours,
endless laughter,
countless stories,
shared struggles,
emotional break-
throughs,
as we both sit next
to each other in
silence.
I always remember
my best buddy,
the one who saw
me when others
left without looking
twice and held my
hand with genuine
love.
A rare gem, one of its kind
The time continues to
pass us on,
memories sealed
in a photograph of
black and white,
your smile for-
ever imprinted
on my mind,
as the years tick
one two three,
in a blink of an eye,
you’re gone…
Head full of dreams, not a single one shattered.
She had me, and that’s all that mattered.
Sure the hardships came and passed.
Just little things, they never amassed.
?
Slowly the hardships got harder and harder.
Soon, I had to think smarter and smarter.
Suddenly there was nothing I could do.
I couldn’t help, she needed someone new.
Perhaps someone more like her.
I began to wonder if there were.
She grew farther and farther away.
There is barely anything left of her here today.
Don’t go old friend, don’t leave me behind.
Boris, too short
Natasha, too thin
Which fairly describes
the pickle they’re in
Rocky’s got them surrounded
with friends tall and/or fat
including Bullwinkle Moose
~ who on both of them sat
A friend for years
a constant
Amidst those
who come and go ~
not even one correspondent
Day and night
Stranger and stalker
Coffee over break
Snickers while typing
Cookies and crying
Cinnamon to cheer
Drinks and talking
Chat while driving
Reset...
One, Two, Two
Two, Two, Three
Reset...
Zero, One, Zero
Four, Two, Four
Reset...
Zero, Two, Zero
Three, Two, Four
The end...
A friendship lost in shades gone grey..
A bond dissolved, no words convey.
Silent echoes haunt the void..
The silence, i hoped, could be destroyed.
But bridges burned, beyond repair..
My heart remains in despair.
Once entwined, now torn apart..
You chose to lie, and broke my heart.
Summer soil melded
between bloodied feet.
There is gravel stuck
between bone and soul
in their arch. A curve,
a signature that belongs
to an individual, it is
yours and only yours.
It leaves a mark on that cliff
where children beat the heat
to feel gravity’s sobering pull.
Water is the safety net,
some simply wish to go from
Sixty to one hundred percent.
Maybe then there is freedom.
I think I know how it felt
when he left scuffed marks
and solemn remarks.
There was only shoeprints and
concrete. But there was also a
cracking of a shell,
and water flowing from its dam.
Who am I to blame a man
that wished to feel
freefall forever.
In the shadows, I feel the bonds grow,
Attachments so deep, emotions bow
Their absence sparks a flame
Love and friendship that lasts the same
As they depart their echoes remain
A harmony of separation pushes the heart in strain
The friendships true a love that is so dear
In my heart’s chambers, crystal clear
The fear of parting, a clouded sight,
I trust that God will provide the light
Through the trails unkind
I seek strength within my mind
In every farewell, a chance to restart,
Hope blooms within my delicate heart.
Allow me wrap you in my warm embrace,
so soothing and calm,
I could hear your heart race,
speaking to you was my healing balm,
I never imagined you were the cause of the aches.
Who knew so much could happen in this three seconds?
What did I do to deserve your hate?
When were you going to tell me I was your sloppy seconds?
Why?, after all the years I called you mate,
Where do I go with this heart aches?.
My sister, thank you for your honesty,
at least I died in hands of someone I loved,
and for that alone I grant you amnesty,
I pray you do not leave world without love,
so you too can feel the aches like i did.
The Winds of change have come again.
To think we've lost another friend.
It grieves my heart, you left so soon.
I read your blog this afternoon.
A better place you've journeyed to.
God Speed Harry, thinking of You.
Dedication to Harry Horsman.
My condolences to his family.
Also want to thank Mandy a
True friend of Harry's for
informing us...
Michael Tor
Since Milton left us,
my great friend at Poetry Soup,
I am not comfortable with his absence.
I don't believe in deities or the beyond,
to me it seems like nonsense.
but if there's anyone I'd like to talk to again,
surely Milton would be that man.
Fill not the heart with this pain of sorrow,
And remember this in your wakening tomorrow
Remember the joys, the laughter, and the smile
I've gone to rest for just a little while.
Although leaving caused pain and grieving,
But my going has ceased my pains
And it's given me such relief
I'm in a place where I'll be at peace.
So, dry those eyes and remember me,
Not as I am now but as I used to be
Because I'll remember you all the while
I'll check on you from time to time with a smile.
Understand this in your hearts,
I've only gone to rest for just a while
I've got the love of each of you
So, I can live departed in your hearts too.
For: L. Milton Hankins
R.I.P., my fellow Muse.
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