Funeral Time Poems

Time continues to slip past.
Like a river, a never-ending stream of micro seconds passing by.
You can't slow it down.
You can't halt it.
No matter how much...

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Don't come, do not come
Do not come to my funeral
Do not come to my burial
Stay home in a quiet room
To read my God-given poems
Be inspired...

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The window holds no joy anymore
There's no need for knocks on my door
My time, my hesitation subsides
Life's true mystery, no longer hides

My bed is my...

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The sun was rising high in the east over the town of Milton creek
It was the eighteenth day of December, the start of Christmas week
All...

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Multitudinous bells secern the tones
as may resound sharp bamboo xylophones.

Pulchritudinous bells have rhythmic ding,
others that linger with tedious ring.

Some little bells can echo a jingle
that...

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My dad brought home this cheese once. 
I hated it. It reeked. 
Everyone enjoyed it except me. 

It's been five years now. He still brings...

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The gravity of time holds me down;
Like a tree I'm growing up in my place,
Or a bird caged in my own space. 
I keep waiting...

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The yellow rose is filled with sunshine and joy,  
she says welcome back or good luck.  


The red rose tells a story of...

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Jonathan sits close to the fireplace
mantle piece adorned with nativity scene
a crucifix is dangling from a rusty nail
cold as winter can be 
there is no...

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In Time Tomorrows Secrets
David J Walker

This is Our time and
	These are Our secrets 
We will keep both
Locked away 
	On a Sunday
Afternoon

When the ghost of a...

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i remember my grand-mother
when she sang in the choir
at her baby sister's funeral

it wasn't till decades later
that i began to fathom
the depths of her grief



AP:...

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A Time To Choose   by L.W. Pick.

Watch them go to war today,
They meet their foe on beaches.
See them where they fall and lay,
With...

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Past 
deserves a hushed funeral for the memories scarred 
from hands, unforgotten words, screams echoed
the times no one wants to relive 
somehow you manage to...

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Ashes and Thirst

Evil comes in all shapes, and all sizes. 
We have all heard this many times... before. 
But how truly large, or small can...

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Deprived (sleep)

The small green light
on the radio dial... 
glares at me in the dark. 
It is like a lazar light show going off. 
I threw...

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