Short Ashes To Ashes Poems
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"Ashes to Ashes"
He was here and now hes gone
Yes to start a new
I miss you already friend
Know I will see you again...
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
I shed my ashes
Onto those who believe
To those who love me
To those who need me
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
For now I’ll whisper upon the past
To perhaps let some hardness of mine go
And travelled a bit lighter then,
Hoping to consider the end.
"Ashes to ashes; dust to dust"?
It seems our lives our filled with lust
When facing the sod
Who cares about God?
Give us a girl with a big bust!
Ashes to ashes,
flutter down,
scatter me
upon the ground.
Lye there helpless
so that you step on me
and I'll just stay down
in the ashes of me.
In the solitary hours
cigarettes are my only friends.
Flames of love are a distant past;
the future too far a journey.
Ashes to ashes
in this house of shadows.
In the solitary hours
cigarettes are my only friends.
Flames of love are a distant past;
the future too far a journey.
Ashes to ashes
in this house of shadows.
SATAN is:
a mind bending
never ending
reptilian
slithering
underbelly
licking
taste of
ashes to ashes
and
dust to dust
fame.
Form:
Only the dead
see an end
to war
Ashes to ashes
dust
keeping score
Only the living
revere
the dead
The past
in exile
—the future in dread
(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)
The day dawns arid and dry,
even the houseflies refuse to come out.
Whatever shall the old uncles do
to count the minutes until sunset?
It really doesn’t matter much,
it’s ashes to ashes; dust to dust.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Oh but why on earth did I make such a fuss
Kicking and screaming they dragged me to my fate
Upholding my legion I suffered extensive berate
But why isn't chocolate a more feudal must!!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
body form returns to earth’s crust,
whilst soul eternal, yet lives on,
soon in another realm reborn,
until each desire’s relinquished
and all ego spawned fears vanquished.
05-May-2022
Ashes to ashes
This is the day
Of that reminder..
Two stories leap
One of a missing
Between
The other of
Beginnings and
Endings and a
Between lived
In joy and sorrow..
These two
Are not two...
Form:
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust, many tears shed
Mother in laws dead
Lawyers called, wills read
Hope she left me something good
Dear mother in law
Im please to tell you
She left two million dollars
Lucky cats dogs home
Reflective Soul
the bottom of my coffee cup
swirling darkness
an extinguished cigarette
ashes to ashes
an enormous smile
eroding sculpture
once pounding heart
barely audible
creative mind
dulled by thought
reflective soul.....
Ominous dawn murderous day
warhorse hooves defeated flay
Mace and axe steel to bone
vacant eyes face of stone
Natures tears from mothers eyes
never these loins a son will rise
Courage worn in tattered skin
ashes to ashes as all begin
Stephen
Fire burns my heart is aflame;
The burning desires substance;
Constant are those, burning flames;
I'm ablaze amazed by the cinders;
Ashes to ashes to death,
No longer breath?
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
While you were alive,
Who did you trust,
Did you trust the One,
That did so much,
Or were you blinded,
By vanity,the evil touch,
The choice was yours,
Who did you choose,
God,you have won,
The devil ,you loose......
Like ashes to ashes
Or the crushed wings of a moth
My body will wither
Will turn into dust
My soul, worn and tattered
Shall never be shattered
Will shine through the rust
Won’t waver or dither
To break free of all its cloth
It dashes, it dashes
Like a moth to the flame,
I long for the pain.
Just to feel...real.
As many times as I'm seared,
I just keep coming back.
Broken and scarred past all redemption,
There is no salvation for the damned...
Falling deeper into my tortured soul,
The pain burns so good...
What’d
I miss?
Clue me in!
Deer in headlights…
Asleep at the wheel.
By all means…after you.
Plain as the nose on your face.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust -
November the third w a s cliché day!
11/7/2022
A November Nonet
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
BURNING FIRE
I am a fire
current red as a fervent heat core
a blaze burning firelight
a lightning blast
burning up nature groups
ashes to ashes now turn to dust
I am a fire
6/12/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020
Mask poem type
A devoutly religious man once said to me, "Everything you touch turns to dust when it should be turning into gold!" Afterwards I thought to myself, "Has he really forgotten that it is written, 'Ashes to ashes, dust to dust'?" So now I'm left wondering: was he criticizing me or God?
Doll house
Smoke came from the attic
the doll house was aflame.
Burnt down to ashes
as were the small figurine
that lived noiselessly
in childhood memories.
A casket
tiny music box had a dancer
buried
at the bottom of the garden.
Ashes to ashes.
Even memories will vanish.
Ashes to ashes ,
Dust to dust,
Send me back to my unborn days,
Send me to save myself
From this horrible plot of my life
The terrible script of my story.
Send me back to delete the first scene of my life,
Ship me back to the past to switch off my tiny heartbeat, to cut the story short.