Funeral Mom Poems

Tortured by the looming death,
Beloved, a mother… in hospice care
Difficult for her to understand, she breathed
A prayer, silently begging the Creator to give her
Another day,...

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Words never said

I remember the day we moved away
but I still had a lot to say.
Even though I knew I was oceans away
and would probably...

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With these eyes I can see,
my fingers writing,
what my heart feels,
a message to my late mom.

My letter was written,
then left on my desk,
it was meant...

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When You Die, Your Mom Drops By, by Davieo, David Rothchild

When you die
Your Mom drops by
To say hello again
Pour love into your soul like the...

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 In the coffin lay your body silent and still
As with wax, sealed were your eyes
Bared of all passion, pain and strain
You were at rest,...

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Sunset 

We held hands for a while
There were no goodbyes 
But I linger on thoughts
Of your twinkling eyes 

Many a sky 
And many a vista
Have...

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Death sits with me
His hand on mine
The air has gone
Utterly silent, still, and stagnant
Like a puddle of unmoved water
Death is speaking
Uttering its cold explanation
But I...

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And then 
You were just gone
No coming back
Gone
No see you any more
Gone
No more intervening at just the right moment to save me
Gone
Simply
Gone
Without fanfare
No more being...

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Just One Of Those Things
David J Walker

The boxes of wide mouth Mason Jars 
Still stood stacked in the back of the
Garage in neat racks of...

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Mother


Every day reminds me of you,
Every breath defines you for me;

I dare not say,
I do have a mother;

For I can't share my pains,
With just any...

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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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The Kalahari 


Kneaded clay
Form creases 
The thirst of desert  
blinding dust and wind 
Collide of wave and tide 

Females carry the tribe 
Their large...

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My mother died young, she was only sixty-nine,
we had a history that was not always wonderful;
she said and did things, and I said and did...

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MOM 

I still can't grasp the thought that you are gone 
cuz you were the rock in which I perched my strong 
Forever in your...

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Death was dreaded. 
Rehearsed. 
Experienced. 
Dreaded more. 

Being told, 
Silence. 
Empty. 
Frozen. 

Death. 
The day arrived. 
Surreal. 
Nothing. 

The bond was broken, 
The memories ended,...

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