Short Celebration Of Life Poems
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At this time of year
Seasons meet, greet the New Year
Giving gifts anew;
Gaia plans, throws a party
A celebration of life.
Death should be a celebration of life not a mourning commemoration.
Life or Death One Liner
Silent One
October 12, 2016
Life is meant to be lived and celebrated
Celebrated for those who make living purposeful
Purposeful to them, and to others meaningful
Meaningful enough to be celebrated
It's a celebration of life,
It's a celebration of self,
An inner spirit and style,
expressed thru blazes of color.
Daring to be an original,
in a gallery of the commonplace.
E-agerly
R-ead
M-agnificent
A-crostic
L-etting
Y-our
N-ame
M-arvelously
A-pply
B-irthday
U-nder
L-ife's
A-nnual
C-elebration
Topic: Birthday of Ermalyn DS Mabulac (February 15)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Evening smile on ebony face
Melodic wild with a little faith
Brown eyes full of kind tears
Red roses mind beauty in years
Anticipation of the emerald end
Celebration of life the pros the win
Eclectic soul conquering sandy sin
Sitting under walnut trees
Angels songs in the breeze
Today I found a somber peace
Unfortunately you left me
Rainbow bridge welcomes you
Dearly missed you are loved too
Aesthetics of celebration of life
Yearning to hold you saying goodbye
Hank’s celebration of life
advertised by kids and wife
hootenanny tonight
flyer says it is out of sight
it was a blast and went until two
refusing to leave were twenty-two
jokes, laughter, stories and such
Hank would have loved this very much!
warm feel of the embrace
withering leaves
time stops
hangs like a spider
celebration of life
intoxicating lips
wander in the dark valley
scents the lanes of the mind
a long sojourn
wonder like a child
floating on thin air
unsettled memory waning
your smile lingers
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Form:
what does it mean?
five birds swooping together in tandem
under the arm of a hickory, upward in unison
gliding as if they are fingers of one hand
are they headed toward a celebration of life?
not a sound is heard as they disappear over the ridge
five birds in sync, flying in an choreographed line
not making a big deal about it
World hushed in silence
Birds unable to keep still…
The chorus of dawn
Melody of praise
Chases the shroud of the night…
Blessed hues of morn
Dawn gives way to day
The celebration of life…
Is well under way
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Oh, no! The one giving the eulogy said.
I have lost my keen ability to conform.
Her family gave each other knowing looks;
she had never obeyed.
She was not the type to follow along,
color in the lines or do what others did.
The giggling started and it never stopped;
best celebration of life ever.
Because their matriarch had pre-videotaped her entire eulogy.
This poem is for my lovely friend Andrea Dietrich for her falling petals of Rose post:
FALLING PETALS OF ROSE
Falling petals of Rose
beauty is not lost and goes
nor the life forever is utmost
detaching they speak renewal
celebration of life and good fortune
predicating ephemeral nature of life
reminds death and rebirth
in all the ways keeps beauty of life
What is that wonderful smell
when a rain shower passes
on a warm summer day?
Is it the fragrance of a new beginning,
quenching us with the exuberance
of youthful joy, a sweet wisp of hope
for the earth to embrace,
a cleansing, a freshness of favor,
a cause for the celebration of life?
I ask you then,
if it is all of that,
why would anyone
with any sense of poetic license
want to own an umbrella?
I dealistic in quest for love and meaning
N aked to the onslaught of emotions
T enacious in holding on to happiness
E lectrified by the simplest of pleasures
N otorious in desire to find fulfillment
S ensual in thought, look, and demeanor
E bullinet in the celebration of life
Oh, the depth of wonder, pain, and sweetness
Encapsulated in this one, simple, glorious word…
For Andrea D’s 7 letter Acrostic Competition
September 28, 2013
Heaven Knows yes he does everyone knows that his soul is so so important
Everyone goes everyone shows all come around as she celebrates life
And wild and all of all the abundance everyone pauses enjoy and Bliss
Public flies at the Glorious abundance of Joy as the angels kiss
Humanities host are relinquished as the father blows in the breath such a beautiful glorious abundant
Souls the gatherings in heaven rejoice glorious Hallelujah
Tim Smith
Dear old playboy Hugh was so full of life
A den full of bunnies and three hot wives
Mansion parties til dawn
Inhibitions forgone
Pleasures and performance without any strife
Jan Allison
All the bunnies are in floods of tears
Hugh was ‘Buck-King’ for so many years
Bunnies will stand around
When Hugh’s popped underground
In their grief they will throw in their ears!
*Feel free to add in comments or soupmail*
"our one and only soul"
as the hour glass moves it sands
engagement of freedom rings
it is the essence to forever soar
one step at a time towards light
unleashed for our one and only soul
useful is the art of believing
on any given night wishing on a star
involving the celebration of life
emerging into a vitality that should be
all for us by us approved from above
yesterday is behind the mirror as
something good stands as it should
SkyWatcher
04-17-23