Funeral Fate Poems

The window holds no joy anymore
There's no need for knocks on my door
My time, my hesitation subsides
Life's true mystery, no longer hides

My bed is my...

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I enter cemetery’s gate
My tears I cannot see beyond
I hope that it is not to late
I enter cemetery’s gate
In contemplation of my fate
In search of...

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time wings on by
    we forget to say hi
  a notice arrives
    non-verbal goodbye

  tears well up...

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The gravity of time holds me down;
Like a tree I'm growing up in my place,
Or a bird caged in my own space. 
I keep waiting...

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I
In church, decor by Desiree Seymour
Jesus rose up again, we sang with gusto
There followed communion, bread and wine
Thoughts: He, bread of life ; we, bread...

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Heaven Bound
Going home to the golden world.
Angels sing for their heavenly king.
Peace is where you seek its birth.
Love is everywhere.

People smile and rebel on life.
Pain...

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Graveyard

I arose, my eyes open, though it was not what I chose
Eyelids rotten, which did not close
Forced to behold, a fate unforetold, 
merely whispered by...

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A meeting of two moms can be a wonderful thing a meeting of two minds is a beautiful thing…

Shortly after we moved into our new...

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“Anzac Day”.
                    (c) London F. Bus

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I feel the futility 
after decades
of my fingers flitting
like dragonflies
over the keys 
my once hopeful heart 
shriveled and shrunken 
as a plum into a prune...

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In doom light, I see all that is & 
Ever was, I see all the façades 
Stripped away n callouses 
Tearing away all the love...

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She lived and died
Where she was planted
In the mountains, on this earth
Where silence filled her heart
Raining wonders through her
Dreams and whispering
Joy through her pains

She lived...

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the sodium arc light hums 
into the frosted night
Bathing all in acidic 
sickly amber that of a toxic wound, 
splashing through the skeletal trees 

the...

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The last breathe
The last death
The last phone call
The last fall
The last funeral
The last burial
The last roll
The last poll
The last smile
The last style
The last flight
The last...

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Gazing into the heavy eyelids of the sun
In the sacred silence of the dusk	
Through a route obscure and lonely
I walked on until reached before a...

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