Loss Poems

More Than A Soft Toy

She was just five years old so her current hurt weighed more than her body.  

Words spoken by her mama hadn’t ever hurt before, they’d always been gentle and encouraging, but today it was her mama's words that turned her guileless emotions sad.  The little girl didn't know what to do.  All

Volcabulary of the Dead

i’m cooking these words on the stove,  
hoping they won’t burn—  
but they burst into flames,  
fierce with laser focus,  
only to be choked on  
when spoon-fed,  
and regurgitated  
when swallowed.  

served like fast food—  
empty calories filling the gaps  
meant to comfort,  
to

On day's like this

On days like this, I'd lie down
And watch as life drains out of me
But today I woke up
Wanting to get better

Cause for the first time in a long time
I've got something to live for
Something to hold onto
And I ain't going to relax my grip on it

Yes I'm slipping through the cracks
And all I can see

Blue

I never really noticed your blue;
hidden under transparent shields
screaming to be noticed... or something.

Just came across as angry or sad,
wanting to forget some bad...
but not blue, never that.

Not the kind to bind a knot;
throw their lot in with chance's whim
to test if fate says sink or swim

and lose...

Deserted

Deserted; you have left me 
wandering alone, only my mind 
to accompany my sad song. 
I sing it to an audience of one; 
myself. 

Confused; I remain lost, 
you say you love me, 
yet you refuse to speak 
the language of both 
our hearts. 

Waiting; my passion pleads 
to be expressed in its fullness, 
with

Autumn Wind

As the sun sets down beyond my sight,
while leaves turn from green to red
and all is dark save for the light
shining from stars overhead;
whose light now just barely shows.
The leaves that fall from the trees,
and all the while cold autumn wind blows
from the forests to the seas.

And as the wind now passes by,
whispering without a

Entity Key Codes dialogue with 1600

Health and human services of Ventura county
Labor dispute 
Has refused key access to governor newsom 
In orders legislated
Denied rights of homekey assignment 
And resigned account

The total loss of life is significant

Occupation of excess in Union
Against better
Refuse bettered man

Consort of treason
Record in account held as quieted palms

Sacrifice 
Order to report otherwise

Internal review
Of publicly provided access

interpretations end
As

Today, we're watching America fall, just as Rome fell

Today, we're watching America fall, just as Rome fell.
Democrats and Republicans have marched us straight into hell.

And just as Jesus, in predicting the End Times, did say ~
this will all happen before the current generation passes away.

As nations rise against nations, and America squanders its laurel wreath,
there will be much weeping and gnashing of teeth.

I miss you so much Lyrics by Jan Allison

Close friends don't know the pain I feel
My broken heart can never heal
Your sudden death was long ago
The pain I feel, close friends don't know

I can't forget your dying breath
Was long ago your sudden death
To think of you makes me upset
Your dying breath I can't forget

Alone each night, I feel so blue
Makes me upset to

Why did we stop talking?

How… how did it get like this?
Why… did we stop talking?
After a time… I stopped trying.
You… you… you were very tired to try.
No one did.

And… a friendship… that… no one acknowledged, but we acknowledged—
now doesn’t exist.
Exists… but…
I’m not the same person you talk to.

It was not love.
It was attachment to a person.
That laugh… that conversation…

the missing piece

how do people carry on after loss?
it doesn't matter what type of loss
a person, a relationship, a friendship
a sport, a job, an animal
it's never been any easier
i've felt more types of loss than some can imagine
and yet they all hurt equally
in their own ways
maybe my brain is the problem
it can't tell the difference 
between a

Balance

Win Win
Lose Lose
Win Lose
Lose Win
Can you find the balance in all of them?

My snowblower really blows

My snowblower really blows.
Was it the rain, sleet or snow?
Did it not have enough choke?
Or was it the pullcord that froze?
The electric starter plays tricks on me.
Turns out it just had two screws to lose.
Putting it far from the free-will to spin.
Waited two days for the weather to thrill.
Work my way back to the heart

WE WILL CALL IT LOVE STILL

The heart will beat
to a rhythm blood can’t read
skipping sacred moments
bearing scars of battles past.

If love comes for blood
every kindness hides a snare
the gentle touch a leech
that takes far more than it gives.

Still, we will call it love
for it laughs at our laughter
weaves hope through our silence
clings to compliments like a starving child.

If love comes

Long Winter Coming

I see a long winter coming
(yes, I know)
the dull gray spreads ahead of me,
there ain’t no use in running
(if I could)
from yourself you can never flee.

There’s a long winter coming
(how’d I know)
you’d take it to such an extreme,
thought that we were something,
(yes, you did)
when to ‘benefits’ we agreed.

…Oh, the lies we tell,
to fake peace with

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