In Poems - Poems about In

A well travelled lass named Adelaide Innovative and never staid, Unmarried,single but no old maid- A short life,latterly full of pain, Her epitaph,the American cinquain. ...Read More

The rain came pouring in, Washing away the golds on my hand. It's beneath the surface now, “six feet under.” And as i look around, everything stays unchanged. ...Read More

Saint Patrick died on March 17th. So we celebrate the day with green and drink. Patrick, was kidnapped to Ireland as a slave, a condition he never fully forgot or forgave. Patty (as he was known by his friends)...Read More

Déjà vu You look familiar, have we met? I feel as though the memory has yet to set. Perhaps this is...Read More

Please don't bury me By Michelle Morris 12/01/2023 Please don't bury me under that apple tree So beautiful and abundant It needs space for life to experience Its shade and soft mossy feet Please don't bury me in a grave Underneath a drab...Read More

When death, like silence Creeps into or sleepy lives We feel the moorings untie The threads that tangle our lives We feel the currents of emotion upend our hearts Images of both good and bad rage like storms...Read More

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 house. My future mother and my wife’s sisters came down...Read More

Miracle, thanks,Steve. My door to the world! Conjoining of such dear hearts! Beloved albums of friends, family. Portable PC for me. Joy for we! Dedicated in Memoriam, Steve Jobs 1/24/2023 Form…….SEPTET (see...Read More

Music will never be loud enough again... Just to cease the silence of this sadness Of losing you to something of society's sickness; I sometimes have to wail, aloud in pain. Some songs will never feel the same... But I...Read More

In memoriam: Queen Elizabeth II died on 8 September 2022. May she Rest in Peace. Gracious and a constant all my life, not bending to public opinion o’ strife, your sharp wit could cut like a Bowie...Read More

“Help me, Papa,” little Jose so plaintively said As Deb placed his little body next to mine in bed, He was so sick, and I had done everything I could The vet had said he was coming down...Read More

Love our enemies as ourselves Let he who is without sin throw the first stone Turn the other cheek He who does wrong to the least of us Does wrong to me Crucified c. 33 With malice toward none and charity...Read More

trapped in history memorialized horror a smiling cherub...Read More

In Memoriam - The Poem To Barbara Price - My Loving Wife April 23,1948 to January 18, 2022 By Franklin Price 01/20/2022 The years have flown, where have they gone, since nineteen sixty-nine? When, in November, said...Read More

I felt lonesome in the absence of a confidant. The scarcity of a shoulder to adjoin was violent. I've lastly grasped what I've been scrutinizing. The day revealed the supporter was astonishing. I beheld a companion in the uniqueness...Read More