Short Dead And Gone Poems
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IF YOU NEVER NEW YOU HAD A DISEASE
YOU PROBABLY LIVE FOREVER
BUT NOW YOU NOW YOU HAVE A DISEASE
IT'S DEAD AND GONE TOMORROW
Form:
Don’t say dead and gone
It’s wrong
He’s dead
But not gone
Stays in her heart
He’s dead
But not gone
Still stays in her heart
Masks put on half mast
on everybody’s faces now
the virus dead and gone
or else
the mask dead or torn
the symptoms
to sympathize?
" Do not think often your past life. It is dead and gone.
Today is the best day for you to live well and tomorrow
yet to come."
- Ravi Sathasivam
Standard bearer,
above the fray
Others follow,
trackless fields
Trailing echo’s,
dead and gone
Then tomorrow
—tomorrow then
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
today
we don't think
therefore we are not
descartes is dead and gone
machines and computers work and think for us
our minds are shrinking, withering and decaying from lack of exercise
Frozen streams are calm incidents of winter
When lean, broken stems seem dead and gone
But the way things stand now in the nearby minster,
Canticles accompanied by spawning candles are worn.
Most likely I've eaten a farmer's field of wheat
I'm loaded with fibre right down to my feet
When I'm dead and gone
Plant me on the front lawn
Such yummy Shredded Wheat can't be beat
Birds sing their waking
Silence dead and gone
Aurora rays pierce the sky
Resurrected dawn
Sunlight drips to your lashes
Slides down to your nose
Your eyes glow in the early light
like a morning rose.
Remember December, it's dead and gone
Gonna be cold and blistery from this day on
Fooled ya huh
Got used to that stuff
Well news bulletin, it's winter's same old song
© Jack Ellison 2016
sun slowly sinking
drowning in a sea of night
today's dead and gone
onyx eastern sky
cock anxiously waits to crow
this day may not come
IN DECEMBER ITS WINTER---
Water thaws air’s frozen;
The wind calls, must be winter;
The trees are dancing;
Flowers wilted all dried up and dead and gone;
Its December must be winter;
1/16/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2019©
I have most likely eaten a farmer's field of wheat
I'm loaded with fibre right down to my feet
When I'm dead and gone
Plant me on the front lawn
You'll have wheat coming out of your ying yang, whatta treat!
© Jack Ellison 2015
I'm walking through
the mire
You're screaming through
the abyss
We walk along the path
Hoping for one last kiss
Everything that you thought was your own
Is now dead and gone
But now we tune into the song
that we once thought was wrong
Form:
I can't take it anymore
it's dead and gone and it's for sure
I'm done with it, this is the end
there's nothing left here to pretend
please take it away from me
because I don't really agree
The truth is I'm fed up with it
so leave it all and let me sleep
Form:
Parents if you hinder
Your young adult or adult child
All their life, and don’t show
Them the right way
While you’re still alive
Don’t expect your
Other kids to take on
The responsibility
After your dead and gone
Because they have to live
Their lives to
Moments past, long dead and gone,
Etched still though said and done;
Meandering to what once had been,
Olden, bygone days way back when;
Restless the ghosts of yesteryears,
In the brain like a nagging refrain;
Enduring what is best forgotten,
Surrendering to memories again.
Son, when
I am dead and gone,
Please do not
Bring me fresh flowers
That I cannot smell,
Have roses that I cannot pluck,
Play music that I cannot hear
Just put me in a white robe and pine casket, because
Mama going straight to heaven to receive her blessings
Thank you, sweet Jesus!
Blue eyes filled with lies,
those eyes are breaking me down,
memories that hurt
my mask is falling,
my veil is crumbling down,
my pain is exposed
my heart fails to beat
my eyes are failing to see
I am nothing more
I am dead and gone
of this wretched life im free
now this is goodbye
momma and daddy, dead and gone
brother and sister too
no sons, no daughters to carry on
i sit here and wait, alone
for Death has followed my trail
since the sound of my first wail
rose to meet a cold, rainy morn
no matter how many i've loved or known
i'll die as i lived and, was born
on my own... all alone
If I was to die would it break your heart would you always stay with me.
Or would we fall apart would you still love me even through I'm up with god.
Or will you find somebody else when I'm dead and gone.
I know that you'll be sad and very lonely too.
But I hope you know that no other girl will love you like I do
"Delta dawn, what's that flower you have on?"
Daisy paisleys on my gown- hand-drawn.
& you son, in Vietnam?
Blood-red poppies on the ground- I'm dead and gone.
I'm dead and gone.
I know my hair continues to grow
tho' not for long when I'm dead and gone
finger and toenails sprout out slow
but here's a thought to linger on
it's only a theory yet I have a query
when six feet down in hallowed ground
will wax still appear in both my ears
if I'm not here or no longer around?
As the sun shone brightly, glowing
Lighting trails of mystery
Oh, the dreams of idle treasure
Filled the soul in me
But I have lost those dreams from springtime
Every one now dead and gone
And when the darkness overtakes me
I will remain without a song
Francis J Grasso written Feb 23, 2024
I’m loosing you
Her voice went out
Muffled by hospital walls
Again she said
I’m loosing you
But there was no reply
Please don’t go
Her voice high pitched
Reached out just like
A safety line
As though her words
Could bring him back
But nothing could be heard
I’m loosing you she said
Into a cell phone
With the battery dead