Gone Poems - Poems about Gone

Fading from this earth I am A mere shadow in the sky. As my image disappears Through the white clouds flying high. Do not weep because you see In your heart with you I stay, Locked within your memory. ...

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I look back to the halcyon days When Mrs Johnson, A comely widow, ran fruitful Errands for the new railway, and for Our undeveloped district. A frail, little maid in green cardigan And sable wool hat for new mourners, She read the New Testament With zest, from Matthew to Revelation. And she battled with the stress of inheritance At the foot of her husband’s death...

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life rises and falls like undulating waves ~ make time for calm waters ...

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Who takes brain hits diabolic? The child of an alcoholic! With the mind’s botox Pain’s now in a box Not flummoxed the kid can frolic ...

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Alright have to admit that whole drole Bazball or Baz Bat cool cat vibe…rabbit out of hat tribe.. is taking its toll..sunk in a hole..losing it’s goal and soul..not being a vitriol troll..maybe need to mull over a cull of this rigmarole.. Can’t pretend..is the end of this spangly jangly new fangled trend…nothing off the shelf…just...

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Apologies to Pete Seeger Where have all the donuts gone? They are asking. Where have all the donuts gone? Nobody knows. Where have all the donuts gone? I ate them - every one. I hope they never learn. I hope they never learn....

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Evie and Steve married on Christmas Eve We did not think they would ever leave Very drunk Steve put his feelings on sleeve his steps on the dance floor were more of a weave Eve’s chest began to hem, haw and heave Steve had certainly peeved our little Eve Marriage was never consummated, but no one grieved Matter of history, Eve’s family...

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The ghostly night was filled with gloom As from your grave we walked away. Grief-stricken, there beside your tomb; Through Heaven's gate you've gone. A friend you were until that day You met your godforsaken doom And taken through death's alleyway. From the long stay in your dim room Where pain and groaning came to stay, Gossamer wings you now assume; Through Heaven's gate you've...

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Things Missing Somewhere in This House My birth bertificate… A box of needed, new bank checks… Both of our wedding rings… My Waterman fountain pen… After 4 decades, at least 3 doz. of Jim’s odd socks & 2 doz. Of mine… 2 Roku remotes, 1 somewhere upstairs & 1 here downstairs… (Worrying) The hand-written letters I received from...

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Written: June 23, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco ******************* Growling, arguing, cursing, and screams, They nod to chase after a dollar, a dream. Trapped in clichés, similar to urban swine, Lost residents of the suburbs stand in line. ...

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Arrived alive departed dead and the same may be said of all who tread this weary world of ours less a milestone more a speed bump each Birthday I perceive and poetry is but one way to fill the waning hours for me ...

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My husband is in many ways the opposite of me. Were he to make a left turn along a route, I’d go right inevitably. Astrologically, he’s emotional (double water) but I’m a stable triple earth. He rarely laughs, not even at a comic’s show, while I enjoy mirth. As time went on, I realized he really was a nut. Had...

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All gone, the stripes on mug, and coffee. Ground up, my morning thoughts. Handle the wake-up-beauty kiss; source of mystery. What’s in his cup? Mind’s empty. Fill it up. I don’t carry but one; a mindful wake-me-up. He’s dragged himself out of bed; drugged with sleepiness; purposed to begin his grind. He doesn’t dig coffee in the morning. Regular routine to pour himself...

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Despairing seafaring..can be Lore of days of yore Glories or gory Bold stories told Foreshore folklore Hemingway’s…Old Man and the Sea Smiles..feeling chipper Like a wee nipper Reeling in a ripper Serious delirious skipper No not a wee kipper More like stealing Flipper (ah remember Flipper) Sort of caught Trials snort beguiles Rather overwrought Wiles & guile..fraught Palaver..how they fought All went iffy in a jiffy This grouper.. a storm trooper All...

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Gold on ancient atoll? Gone be prospector's hope! Gore, doth coat the brazen bull? Golem, get the rope? Best for those politest men? Better think again. Bone a-broken, dive in den? Flicker on the fen... Torn like life tormented? Break upon, O wave. How the gods lamented! O shroud hung on the grave! Yellow as a predator's eye? Dun the desert doubt. Riddles, rivers, thy reply? Time will sort it...

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