Short Condolences Poems
Short Condolences Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Condolences by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Condolences by length and keyword.
So sorry to hear
of your husband's untimely death.
If there is anything I can do,
please call my office.
written Jan. 25, 2016
posted June 9, 2018
i dont add
sincerly to end
my
letters
not looking for condolences
or sympathy
just wish this larengitus
would go away
beware of dog
said the sign
Form:
Gail Blyke
Died just last night
Kind, loving woman
Survived by
Her daughter and her three grandsons
Flowers can be sent to
1456 Primot Drive
Condolences are welcome
On faltering the ill
tempered surrender
the speechless ignorance
of their fathers
Challenge never knew
of their presence
Accountants of pressure
frequent one another
Rarely daring to take part
in the discussion.
May angels dry tears with gentle wings,
guide your thoughts toward supernal things.
Laborious to catch your breath,
today your sorrow is keen in death.
Celebrate memories you have shared,
immortal Glory, godly declared.
Another six of
Our Canadians have died
In a crash of a
Helicopter in
The Greek Ionian sea
Doing their duty.
Condolences go
Out to all who are grieving
At this saddened time.
W.C.Hull © 2020-1-5-H1390-
2500-I51-K51-22-L57-22
Another burial....
... condolences,
deep emotional feelings
grieving hearts imbue jeweled kinships,
lasting memories,
needing obituaries
peace, quietude, rest
succumb to undertaker
vestiges withered
'xpired, yielded.
zeroed
Deepest condolences for your recent loss
I understand how your sadness feels,
For I, too, have borne that bitter cross
And long for the time when memory heals
When peace returns what eternity steals.
written January 31, 2022
Good morning fellow soupers...it has come to my saddest attention that Mr Victor Buhagiar’s dear wife has passed away this morning...I only ask for a silent prayer for our dear friend Victor...and perhaps some soup mail addressed to him for condolences...thank you my friends...god bless...^WW^
A normal day,
A boy sits down with his friends,
He sets his bag down.
They talk about plans,
Ans what's happening later,
They're all unaware.
The day turns drastic,
No one would have suspected,
That this would happens.
A gun is fired,
Into a group of students,
Their plans are ruined.
My condolences.
All alone on my death bed I lie
I’m the one dying, why do they cry
When I was living, nobody took care of me?
As now I’m dying, they all have fear of me
But it really does hurt, it’ so hard to die
Don’t even have strength to cry
People around me, they are feeling so high
The condolences and sympathy just a lie
Form:
The chimes startled Steve
Dropping the dumbbells
He rushed to his door
The uniform disturbed him
So much more than the bells
Ever could
He is a man
He will not cry
He will not faint
The officer hands him the envelope with condolences
How will he tell her son?
John Dunne
Said it all
The bell tolls
For thee
Form:
They say words can heal
the most difficult of times,
strengthen your resolve
and ease your mind.
But these are more than words,
they’re tears from my pen;
think of them as a warm embrace
offered by a grieving friend.
Please accept my condolences
and these words of mine,
written to comfort you
during a most difficult time.
Our pets got old.
We all acted surprised.
When we had puppies and kittens…
They were playful and unstoppable.
So were we.
As they settled down-
We graduated high school.
As they got weak and scraggly-
We graduated collage.
Now we take turns sending our condolences.
Our friendships changed.
Our pets loved us all the way home.
Thank you for the card
Your letters are stunning
The door open just a crack
But we know you don’t look back
A question or a ruse
Ready to leave another bruise
I duck and weave against the air
But again you are not there
So I walk over the words
Try to find something unheard
Until I find our familiar pattern
How did I let that happen
cup me in some sweet condolences
leave me dusted in saccharin
after honey licks
there on your lips
autumn burst fruits
and
bruises
my blush of knowing
too much
my rush of tasting
enough
to be hooked on your liqueur
lips. granulated resistance
spent.
echo.
fullness empties,
echo.
post
coitus tristesse,
echo
sugar the fruits'
echo
Neptune will cry for our death
Fragments of sea blood
Temblor of regards
Condolences from Poseidon
Exhaling ciaos, inhaling mists
And all else Jupiter, once more
All yellow bleeds fire
None could inhume his dolour
Grams of sorrow, forcely collected
Twining clouds and forming seas
Autarkic trumpets would sing
As colors received by Uranus
If John McCain becomes President, he will most likely continue the war.
When it comes to our soldiers, we can't afford to lose anymore.
I offer my condolences to the families who have lost people in Iraq.
If McCain wins, it will be a long time before our troops are brought back.
If Obama wins, he'll stop this damn war.
On November the 4th, Obama is who I'll vote for.
The Winds of change have come again.
To think we've lost another friend.
It grieves my heart, you left so soon.
I read your blog this afternoon.
A better place you've journeyed to.
God Speed Harry, thinking of You.
Dedication to Harry Horsman.
My condolences to his family.
Also want to thank Mandy a
True friend of Harry's for
informing us...
Michael Tor
At this juncture
Of vehement condolences
At this juncture
Of false reproaches
The vendors did not venture a plea
Yet the gods are still waiting
In their uncertain shrine –
Dearest V.C. –
Some celebrate in it still
Some calibrate in it still
The forest mourns the logs;
Salute the ill-bands of vigilantes
Who daily shock the peace –
Thanks: yours roused & watch-lad!
Shocking, those stockings, suspenders and all.
In old days, told to pull yourself up by your bootstraps.
These days, old man, you just don’t want to fall.
And truly you’ve had your share of mishaps…so
Go forth, adventure, into the old age zone
Put on your thick glasses and disposables.
And for goodness sake, don’t go it alone.
It is not yet time for condolences!
6/3/2023
My condolences can’t ease the pain,
That you have come to feel.
Nor fill the void in your heart,
That often seems unreal.
But it lets your heart know,
That you are in my prayers.
And when sorrow digs its heels,
There is someone here who cares.
I offer healing words of comfort,
And many hugs for sympathy.
When sorrowful clouds blotch your sky,
You can always depend on me.
Taylor Hawkins: Foo-Fighters
Yesterday my heart was broken
to news which I’d awoken
Such a tragedy and untimely loss
And now a new road you cross
Your musical spirit and infectious laughter
will live on with all of us forever after
All shouting: Condolences to your family
Thoughts are with you,
An iconic drummer
Rest In Beats!
1972-2022
Written 3/27/22
Turn away moment,
there are too many tears in my eyes,
should you see them
you might feel sorry for me.
I don't want or need that
only the moment left unseen
that let's me cry
at my own loss.
I've no need
of your pity
neither your sorrow
nor condolences;
We live, we love, we hope, we dream,
we win and lose,
it all unfolds in time
and there we laugh,
we cry, we live and die.
Darest V.C. –
We all heard of the flute of the regency,
Tho’ it told of a few in the house-pital:
Yet we know it was the exordium!
Darest V.C. –
Tell the vergers of the gods,
The forest is expecting
The full exegesis of the gods;
She was heir to the heavy blows
– The heinous death of the sons –
The mothers & the concubines sigh
For a loss of kindred tears,
And restless fathers hover in waiting forests.
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