Obituary Poems

Wormwood

There is a place, 
in the middle of nowhere... now. (hushed whisper) 
It is hot and cooking,
and yet...things are green. 
Nature has taken back, 
what man destroyed. 
Maybe not the way it should be, 
but maybe it does not matter,...Read More

Absorbed in Guernica’s promise Lucifer glanced at Montmatre

Settled his mind on virgins in heaven as Mona Lisa smiled on

One Last Supper tied to a suicide belt he set out to light the church

Of Our Lady and mounted Chagall’s Blue Horse...Read More

All the friends I knew when I was young
Are old or dead
When the sadness gets stuck in my lung
I stay in bed
I'll lay here the rest of the day
Seen my whole life wasted away
All the friends I knew are old...Read More

The Worth of Rice

Food is a daily need. 
Some eat well, are fed well, 
are taken care of, 
while others have little, 
or none. 

It is what we do with what we have, 
that is the difference between, 
living and...Read More

A love that I once had
A love all-consuming
Which I believed would live forever
Perished in the rough ocean of time.

For she came to love another
And my joyful world came to an end,
And I cried alone in the dark
Like a little bird...Read More

White Tiger

Giant beast, 
un-caged power of destruction, 
taking apart my life one day at a time. 
Ever-growing and living off, 
the suffering of my apparent lack, 
of everything. 

Your secret has been revealed. 
It is no longer possible, 
for you...Read More

There are gaps in the particleboard;
quince wads fill the breaches.
Nicotine newspapers underlay the linoleum.
It's a rented place, he tiptoes
around its yellow layers.

He has a friend he visits on Sunday afternoons.
The walls of her bedsit are paper thin.
She thinks her neighbors...Read More

It was there, 
The 8th item in the Obituary column of today’s 
‘The Statesman’, 
It read: 
‘Last night, Ravinder Kumar Soni, 
Born on the 5th day of April 1944, died in his sleep.’
I felt great relief,  
I needed peace...Read More

Scores of years... post high school graduation...

Whether with/without
spectacles regarding myopia, yours truly
boasts twenty twenty highsight
able, eager and willing to site
emotional, mental, physical

and spiritual deficits
lamely attempting to
explain how one bright
eyed and bushy
tailed older fellow
oft times described

existential nihilist plight
unable to validate
lifetime psychological...Read More

Fruits and Friendships

An open heart, 
an open hand, 
a way to say, 
He is in command. 

Placing others above yourself, 
ever trying to reach, 
a point that you may know
His will. 

Kneeling, bowing, 
trying to follow, 
the Sheppard’s words, 
and...Read More

Here lies the body of Jamie McGraph
Who decided to write his own epitaph
Thinking a selfie might make it better
While taking the photo he took a header
Off the edge of a cliff into oblivion
"Came to a sticky end" the fitting idiom






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12/04/2019
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Blood Colors and Tears

Red roses in the dead of winter. 
Hard to find, 
a costly extravagance. 

Cancer…

Changes the price of the moment, 
and the very value of our 
existence. 
...Read More

The Ax

Sometimes death is easier. 
Wow, that is terrible. 
Divorce, rips families to shreds. 
This is mine-that is not.
Confusion and conflict. 
The kids… oh yeah, 
I want them, unless…

I have to sacrifice something. 
I have to cut a date short,...Read More

     TRIBUTE TO FAVORITE ARTIST

    If asked for favorite Artist:
    Oblivious spontaneous
    Reflexive reply, 
    Instant answer is Leonardo da Vinci.
   ...Read More

Water that’s red is water that’s dead
Unthinkable 
Undrinkable
Wet with toxic incompossibility 
A sliding scale of hellish deliverance 
Attached to chemical destruction 
Untouchable 
Gone forever to feverish ends
A definitive cocktail summoning the dark
Something that’s been taken through fate
Spat out by demons...Read More

One day, someday, man will awake.
He will find the time of his mistake.
He will turn and cry at his defeat.
At how he’s made this world so bleak.
Yes, he will cry & try to make amends.
Yet what’s done is done &...Read More

Dark clouds looming,
Thunder booming,
in the distance,
Why did I do this?

Time elapsing,
Mountains collapsing,
Near but far,
I wonder where we are?

Could have been done,
Frequently sung,
A dumb thing again,
When will it end?

Getting better,
And getting worse,
Rainy is the weather,
I'll soon need a hearse....Read More

Quince wads pack gaps in particleboard.
Yellow newspapers underlay linoleum.
The apartment is a nicotine
an atlas of a blotched sky
can be read on the ceiling.

He has a friend that he visits once a week;
she will stand in front of him to masturbate.
Her...Read More

would conveniently scare bejesus
among any hooligan tween
ready and willing to cause mischief
while prowling for methamphetamine,
or other drug of choice

one motley crew member seen
dodging, evading, fording... police
eventually cornered unlike Steve McQueen
(the late actor), who escapes behind screen
of smoke unscathed unlike

formerly acquitted,...Read More

Dutiful discipline drives devoted diligence...

Quotidian dedication describes
das deft dude,
his promising passion
with English language
within recent past dim sum
might notice he brewed

poems about common
trials and tribulations food
for thought self sadist factorially
reasonably rhyming oft times
incorporating analogy, metaphor, simile
more so to stave

writer's block fortitude...Read More

Ice say... water we dew wing to planet Earth?

Tis appalling Homo sapiens legacy,
the future survival of species can ill afford
hence we must not dodge and dart away,
but heed urgent call to arms decree fiat,
lest vast gamut of flora and fauna
deprived...Read More

Just a boy covering tracks
           On the corner of Wilkens Ave.
           Whispers his passion
      ...Read More

Who is or was Eleanor Rigby ?
Jerry T Curtis
Poetry Contest
27 August 2019

Eleanor Rigby

Lost her 1st Born Son and Husband

To World War 2

She then dedicated her life to the Church

Overcome by grief and loss

She became a Nun 

To seek solace and...Read More

when judgement day comes
where will you stand how will you answer
when the questions are asked
by the seven heavenly angels sitting in judgement

what did you do to make the world a better place
did you love or hate your life and others
were...Read More

Unexpected Cruise

The ship is exactly 40.1 feet long. 
Don’t suppose they could go back, 
and get a larger craft?
I am seasick. 
There is some kind of noise, 
back toward the aft…
Should I be more concerned?

I am not overly excited,
yet fear...Read More