Funeral First Love Poems

I write this piece for no one to see,
For iam to coward to admit what I feel
Pain, a heartache so deep it leaves me craving...

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The yellow rose is filled with sunshine and joy,  
she says welcome back or good luck.  


The red rose tells a story of...

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

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For my very special birthday,                                        ...

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In my magical garden,                     ...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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At a funeral we,                     ...

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My loving friend I could depend
Out for lunch, shopping and talking              ...

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Use to Be

My best friend... 
I would bring things to you. 
You needed or wanted. 
I would talk to you for hours, 
about whatever you...

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Loss

How can I express, 
something that can not be written down, 
unless you can grasp lightening, 
harness thunder, shush a whisper…
or ask your self if...

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Boxes of Hope

In the attic there is tensile. 
Bright and lovely, reflective pieces
of fluff to begin the journey. 

One, two, three,
a dozen cardboard containers. 
I...

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California Cold 

Rented cars…
every month the cost?
Bread and milk.
Why? 
To go get my kids. 
I had to. 
My own car was bad, 
unreliable, and dangerous....

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Grandma

My hands hesitate here… hovering over the keyboard…
Numb, hard to make do as I ask…
This should be happy, 
but I am…
crying.

I miss her. 

She smoked...

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Yvonne was my first love, she was only twenty
When the Angels came down and took her from me
Time is a great healer I would hear...

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It was a bad day for everyone 
Seeing everyone unhappy 
Full of tears on their faces 
Some of them screaming 
And having red eyes 

I...

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