Short Day Of The Dead Poems

Day of the Dead
candy skull on table
child licks it...

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Wish I could live inside my head
Until the day I'm finally dead....

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first freeze of winter
 to insects, “day of the dead”
         cycle completed...

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first freeze of winter
     to insects, “Day of the Dead”
          cycle completed
...

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Day of the dead 
Oh what a fest
It's the best 
You get dressed
There is no need to be despressed...

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some day i’ll be dead ~ none of this will matter



AP: 3rd place 2021

Posted on January 19, 2020...

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I had a little frog named Fred
To catch him I used a 2X4 across the head
With his permanent smile
He hopped around for a while
But the next day he was dead...

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Like loathing
A lump forms in my throat
Like an old lie
To choke on
Again and again
But this time I swear it
I never said I love you
Not until the day I lay dead...

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Day of the Dead
has come to town
as bright parades
go up and down.

How very odd
to celebrate
our most final
date with fate.

11/6/17...

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The Day of the Dead down Mexico way,
Spirits are saved. Food and dancing are gay!
Skeleton shaped toys,
For all girls and boys,
Tasty sugar skulls are the hit of the day!...

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The radio, the children and thoughts in my head
If I crave concentration, I must go to bed
Can’t think through the racket
I simply won’t have it
I’ll get this piece written, one day, when I’m dead...

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The day of the dead 
Our ancestors 
Needs to be feared
Sadly they 
Been eating lead 
Oh well as long 
As they are feed 
It's only them
Who has wept 
So whose up set 
Only them
For they are dead....

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walking in the city
to watch the sparkle lights
looking at graffiti
the murals on site
people outside having parties
celebrating through the night
its the day of the dead
partying all through the night...

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the day of the dead
jazz cannibal festival
good food for the soul

eat much more music
drink from a skull cup holder
savor the flavor

celebrate all life
the end is musical bones
then into the crypt...

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i do bleed
i do 
As when life is
fighting to 
bruise me
i do bleed
i do
AND
i express 
 m y s e l f 
in a slow
unraveling roll
of energetic
stress /and\
i love you
forever &
always.

:: 02-09-2017 ::...

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There's a man and his shadow
They only lived for each other
Not a single person other
They did everything together
No matter the weather
Until the day he was dead
The man's best friend
The only person that he ever needed
Just an image in his head

There was a man and his shadow...

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Day of the dead mushroom tree
Around and around skulls looked at me
I feel their spirits have gone off to play
And yet they still creep me out today

Three skulls drawn on by a skilled hand
I hear the remnants of a mariachi band.
Day of the dead mushroom tree
Do not send grim reaper after me....

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November first, day of the dead
Full of traditions, honoring the fallen
We light a red candle at sunset
Lay a table of food for the deceased
Eat sugar skulls, signifying bringing dead to life within ourselves
Masks and signs are paraded in a festival’s procession
Celebrating the cycle of life and death
November first, day of the dead...

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Day of the Dead?
Is it something he said?
America misled.

Deceived at the top,
Easy to eavesdrop.

Lies all around
Our confusion compound.
Shall the truth be found?

Made in USA:
Undercover foray.
Everyone has their say.
RIP Native Son.
Trump's reign is done.
Our country has won.
Send him off on the run.


Janece Terry
November 1, 2019...

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If I die, it was Jim,  Lil’s note said.
Weirdly the very next day she was dead.
His relatives curious.
Her relatives furious.
Police detective left scratching his head.

Jim brought his new love to the funeral home
It was a bit of a mistake as she started to roam.
She ran into her ex.
They decided to have sex.
Furious Jim had a mouth full of foam....

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Porcupine fell in love with Porpoise today.
Protective quills ready at the stay.
Porpoise dove down with his blunt snout.
Porcupine smiled; in love with the lout.

It can never be actualized Porcupine said.
But I will love you totally until the day I am dead.
Porpoise said, “I feel exactly the same about you. “
They were star crossed lovers, these magnificent two....

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My hobby is doing little
I sit around all day and just fiddle
Staying in bed
All day like I'm dead
You may think I am a jerk
Because I never work
And you know what is funny
My hobby doesn't require any money
Please don't think I am bum
Can't you see I'm having fun
Hobbies are for our enjoyment
My hobby is unemployment

Hobbies Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
1/31/19...

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Margaurita was always called challengingly short.
In the afterliife I will be tall, she would retort.
When I die, make my day-of-the-dead statue tall, she said.
Give me a scary toothy face, and a huge, oversized head.
We made this woman's statue twelve foot tall.
Her face was long, she was no longer small.
Do you think she knows? We asked each other.
Honoring the best we could, our sainted grandmother....

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Fraught heart of desire I find,
breathe in like a child tossing wildflowers in the field
revel in some odd yet familiar proclivity
dance in the fires and sleep in the rain
feel not comfy but comfy in the extraordinary
for ordinary things are done by all kinds of people
Make sense to not make sense
fry someone's brain 
and when your time comes to go
die knowing you lived among the living
who walk every day like the dead....

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Loretta Lockhorn Kisses the Floor

By Elton Camp 

Leroy’s drinking his wife does hurt
Likewise, how he chases every skirt

His earning power isn’t very great
A fact that Loretta often does berate

And it comes as no surprise
Her cooking he does criticize

At shopping she’s no expert
The family budget does hurt

One day she fainted dead away
Because of what leroy did say

He, puzzled, scratched his head
“I was wrong” is all that I said...

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