Short Casket Poems
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O cean stretches wide.
C oral reefs form a garden.
E very tide, a swan~
A cosmos of all wonder,
N ature’s great treasure casket!
The kids need a toy box.
So spacious, padded and erect.
Embrace the future!
The casket in the livingroom
With toys to the brim.
My heart, a cold crypt
Haunted by your ghostly thought
Your casket empty
Forgive my dark transgressions
You’re my eternal moonlight
Whilst watching the weather on Zoom
A casket sailed by in the gloom
Now who would condone
Homes in a Flood Zone?
Is FEMA financing your doom?
paws on his casket
he drops a white rose
onto his friend
a soldier come home
his final badge of honor
4/15/13
for rick's rose tanka contest
Into ground
cold and hard as stone
his casket
is lowered
while snow - like angel wings - whirls
softly from heaven
Life is
Death is knots
A box of thoughts
Innate
Is not that above?
A twisted thing to ponder
Staring at
A wilted rose by the casket out yonder
Casket open
clothes arranged
flowers placed
everything in its place
doors open
people line up to pay respects
as you are the center of attention
The three old Irish women stood over the casket.
They spoke
“Ah, poor man, he had a troubled life”
“But now his problems are over”
“Or just beginning.”
There once was a timid young mummy
His attire incredibly crummy
He draped a dinner jacket
across his golden casket
Now the pretty ghouls are more chummy
she walks with angels
in heaven's angelic realm
on clouds of fine silk
dark grey winter day
casket lowered into ground
coldness in the heart
my sweet little child
fragile as butterfly wing
sees ghosts in the dark
feels trapped in tiny closets
please crack open the casket
Written on :05/25/2016
She tipped the casket, praying hard,
Her final chance to say adieu,
His ashes flowing down the stream,
She sobbed, ‘My life has gone with you.’
For Barbara's River contest
Just
a casket
of clothing-
helped girls become
wives.
Inspiration :
Filles a l cassette-sent by the Missisippi Compant in the 1700's to marry French
settles in Luisiana.
B is for bakawas type people like you,
E is for everything that you are,
G is four Glory Holes in the casket,
Now you have B,E,G,Beg you beggar.
My tongue yearns to taste your Juice.
Coming out the house
I saw a mouse
Dead in my basket
So i made a casket
Burying the little one
I became number 1
To do this day
What others would delay
And Eventually throw
away.
Bury the pain & stain my casket with the blood in my veins, plant me in the ground & water me with the tears that you cry, bring sunshine to my grave so I can grow in your memories of goodbye.
Cute Casket Now Fill
Did drive dangerously taking a spill;
Died and my cute casket I now fill;
In bright sun baking;
Then heaven taking;
Premium membership never paid bill.
Jim Horn
The family had trouble letting grandpa go.
They watched as the casket was lowered low.
Some stayed until they had filled the entire hole.
“God bless him,” they said “and God bless his soul.”
The family had trouble letting grandpa go.
They watched as the casket was lowered low.
Some stayed until they had filled the entire hole.
“God bless him,” they said “and God bless his soul.”
I felt a funeral, in my brain
Somber people gathered
All in black
So many tears
The TRUTH revealed
People DID Care!!
Shovels of dirt cover me
It's raining soil on my casket.
©SamHarty
I felt a funeral, in my brain
Somber people gathered
All in black
So many tears
The TRUTH revealed
People DID Care!!
Shovels of dirt cover me
It's raining soil on my casket
©Sam Harty
The Casket
I saw a coffin the church
Didn`t see the body
The casket was bare
No flowers
They are wasted on the dead
I have no religion
For me, death holds no sting
It is merely the end of life.
Love, Hate, Life, Death,
The Rose is all of them enmeshed.
The blossom of Admiration grows,
As do the hateful thorns of Rose.
Accompanied by Spring in Life,
It follows the casket in death and strife.
Form:
Dead Poet Society
More prophet, more fire, a dead
poet society, ring, pull out
skeleton, which lyes casket,
release the ghost that cores
your darkest secret, if you
dare...
Carma Reed
01-06-13