Obit Poems - Poems about Obit

She said that the stars were listening. She said that her gift was a curse but that was four years ago. She said that she hoped we would understand. She added that she was proud that her daughter had a child but daughter had stopped speaking with her/ She never mentioned a date or possible cause of death. This summer, four years later she told...

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I If any writer here didn't like him -- If Souper One, or 2023, dislike Rico, Please correct my notion: Rico made you smile Even when you hated to smile or laugh ThanX Rico for leaving your fingerprints here More respectful than boot prints -- You tried to enjoy life, and people, Even when people deserved less Godspeed! I know you fought "mind control" Free...

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OBIT unrequited love was found dead last night naked and alone in a hotel room killed by a single shot to the heart police have no suspects at this time think suicide was the cause there is no family to speak of although countless thousands have sent flowers...

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Reading obits Frank had quite a surprise There he learned of his untimely demise 'Twas beyond his belief But he read with relief 'Twas another Frank with a name...

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Unless you have indisputable proof to the contrary Always trust a friend who tells you they read your obituary They wouldn't lie, they'd spit it out It's not something people lie about A real clue, you're not up to par, heading for a cemetery...

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The Gravity of an Eternal Obit David J Walker Scarlet, Red, Rust The colors of the Scorpio Whose path crossed the Capricorn both black and brown Woke to the uncharted space Between us The dance of ages The embrace of creation the planet of transformation Yours was the flower waiting to bloom I was the gardener of patience You were the physician...

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Unless you have indisputable proof to the contrary Always trust a friend who tells you they read your obituary They wouldn't lie, they'd spit it out It's not something people lie about A real clue, you're not up to par, heading for a cemetery...

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With 365 days of mourning we'll never need the news. Or even read the paper for any kind of clues. We'll always have our mission to bury all the dead. And never stray from suffering to make the trip ahead. We'll always feel the shame we didn't do enough. and never need to blame another for our slough. We'll always see no choice; the end was coming near. And...

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Make a wish to summon the fish to crowd around so he'll be found. I'll always see his little shape in the shallows of the lake, forever to bathe in his Betta baptismal grave....

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In the beauty of his obit, (this soulful man), there was one omission: His soul was purloined in a world of privilege, too much permission. Freddie, where were you when I was ready. Now, only your music plays in my mind. There's no rewind. for Freddie Mercury w/ love...

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Have you ever wondered As time goes marching on When someone who you knew quite well Goes to the Great Beyond? Although this person that you knew Always did their best They had many little flaws Of which you could attest. No one is perfect need not be said It’s certain that’s for sure. But strong or weak we all go on We’re able to...

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A great man is dead How do you measure that? How do you say That certain of bread Condoned not that he ate and just walked away? When a man assumes Certain responsibility, how do make his task Unique? What fine brooms Do you use to tell if his face is but a mask? A great one his dead Honor him, honor him...

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Born January 31, 1953 – Rev. Rebecca Guile Hudson – Died January 30, 2048 ...

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