Postmortem Poems - Poems about Postmortem

...You were too late I'm no longer a classmate You're debating to donate Or leave me to deteriorate Strongly articulated and voiceless Crumble my mental fortress Delved into the depths o......Read the rest...

..."If you wish to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe," ... Carl Sagan Subtle crafts soundly, using euphemisms, yet cluelessness dealt a sheltered abyss. Whe......Read the rest...

...the remoteness of our lives leaves us vulnerable to beleaguered domestico-socio lies from out past. free spirit offspring suffer the outrageous slings and arrows of parental misfortunes. our lov......Read the rest...

...The End of Herstories It used to be called senility now Alzheimer’s, or dementia but in Agatha’s case I’d choose primary progressive aphasia in which her language capabilities slowly and prog......Read the rest...

...See, I'm not surprised I kind of expected her to speak your language. I know, you know, I once did too. I can't write since you left, You know, it was hard hearing her Say all that, like a che......Read the rest...

...postmortem pantomime secular circumcision a pray for monotony......Read the rest...

...If printers in heart posted be, Sweet memoirs printed can be. Many a new taste tasted be, Relations if tested can be. An empty pan of poverty Mused: if these stones roasted can be. Fair ......Read the rest...

...If death is considered doubtful then postmortem should be done. If death is not doubtful but family is doubtful then for the satisfaction and removal of doubts autopsy should be done. If there is......Read the rest...

...moribund she wondered what the postmortem would leave other than a dead body and wounds made by the many scalpels of life operations gone wrong and stitch-ups with sutures festering at......Read the rest...

...I dithered , dathered circumspect Picked up winded said mantle clock Winded yes , but yet did not set the time correct For i was myself beside , disconnected still stuck up caught up ......Read the rest...

...catapulted by a magic trampoline I pass the gates of heaven no border control free passage no taxes or dues the ticket collec......Read the rest...

...But life in this garb of death remains fleeting And I the man so pitiful to be consumed by dead this life by ending destroys my grasp upon it I starve in savage the postmortem of my fait......Read the rest...

...Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss Collaboration with Robert J. Lindley I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge forever tempting that fall from its narrow ledge, in th......Read the rest...

...Dancing In Horror With Fate In Blackest Abyss Collaboration with Kurt Ravidas I walk mountain storm, step out to cut deep its edge forever tempting that fall from its narrow ledge, in the midst......Read the rest...

...Act 2. A dark, empty stage. Marat (standing up) It's all a blur. It’s all a little dizzy. I just have dreamed a scary dream as if two vagabond philosophers robbed me and killed. I must ad......Read the rest...