Transitioned Poems | Examples

The pen which started it all

I traipse my fingers delicately across spiralled letters of each written word and dated times 

The clumsily transitioned Thoughts are transferred on to pages full of Passion and expressive rhyme.

Splattered,stained and ink spilled journal, with it's torn ridge spine ,misspellings and crooked lines ,  

Reading the moment a daydreaming story teller and her poetic adventures began, such beginnings were mine

Whisper in the Twilight

As day transitioned into night, I felt it was time to rest and rejuvenate. I settled onto the porch to soak in the twilight, watching the sun sink lower in the sky and the birds fly home. Suddenly, I heard a whisper. It said, “I’m so sorry we couldn’t meet again.” I turned around to see who was speaking, but there was no one in sight. A chill of fear ran down my spine. I stood up and hurried inside the house. Grabbing some dessert, I went to bed. As I closed my eyes, I heard the whisper again, but this time, a face appeared, filled with smiles and teary eyes.

a whisper  
in the ambience of the evening  
a lost love somewhere



December 13, 2024.

A Place Where Angels Sing

My body now rests beneath autumn soil, for I am no longer here.
I know you're sad, but please believe; in spirit, I'm always near.
And although my remains are now in the earth, my soul forever lives on.
So cherish your memories and grieve for awhile, but don't let it last too long. 
I transitioned home like a bird on the wing and reside in a place where angels sing. 
Surrounded by love, my soul travels free, and exploring the heavens is where you'll find me.


My sweet little fur baby, Elle, left this world on Friday November 1st after bravely battling cancer for many months. She was the kindest, sweetest little soul and ever so gentle. My heart is broken, and I'm finding it hard to get through each day without crying. I miss her terribly.

A letter to a ww2 vet My Dad

My love for my dad, this is how this pen goes, I often
 speculate often to myself about his whereabouts? My
love for my dad.

Vague memories, and  his lack of presence in my childhood 
Dad, I'm sure you attempted to do your best. My love for
My dad.

Overwhelmed with questions about the unknown of uneventful circumstances, situations beyond's a innocent 
child I plead not guilty, A letter to my dad

I often question myself was I at fault? Why wasn't always 
in my life, My love for my dad.

My childhood I was very curious and say to myself 
that I could fix my parents situation  and play the game
Parent trap that backfired,  My love for my dad.

Life has been full of challenges and defeats dad did try.
My love for my dad.

Our recall our last conversation he mentioned to me that the Bible stands for basic, instructions,  before leaving,  earth. My love for my dad.

Then I  received a dreadful phone that my dad has transitioned, that still reminds me until this day. My
love for my dad.

When an Angel Sings

When an angel sings the world stops, and listens 
A soul released, and sang without any conditions

Tears flow, and minds, are heavenly transitioned
Where we’re all blessed, by this angels’ rendition

To bring some inner solace, to all these who hear
To pluck at our hearts, as remind us what is dear

That a heaven does exist and a peace can prevail
If only found for a moment, in the trials we entail

A celestial voice can only lift when an angel sings
Opening our eyes, to the beauty, within all things

Bring peace and calmness within all of our hearts
Sharing a love that inside of us all that it imparts

When an angel sings . . . 

            When an angel sings . . . 

                        When an angel sings . . .

Senior Living

Brochures arrive quite often
And they beckon with a deal – 
It’s time for senior living – 
You don’t know how good you’ll feel!

There’s a pool, a gym, a clubhouse
With so much that you can do
And you’ll make new friends, for everyone’s
A senior just like you!

I know folks who have transitioned,
Others soon to take the plunge,
Eager for a fresh new start,
Their former lives set to expunge.

Though I envy their excitement
And the purging of the past,
I don’t see that in my future,
For I think the die’s been cast.

JAY'S GRADUATION DAY

"Jay's Graduation Day"
(by Michelle L. LeBlanc 06/17/2024)


This week you would have graduated
Just before you turned 18
Oh, how the time has flown
Since you suddenly left the scene

All tho you didn't graduate High School
You did graduate from this Life
You transitioned with flying colors
Your painting truly mesmerized

You learned many lessons
You tried so very hard
You found a way to rise above
And to reach up for the stars

Life wasn't always easy
But you learned to keep your smile
You'd reach out a hand of kindness
And often go the extra mile

You had a such a heart of gold
And a smile that brightened your eyes
Your friends all loved you so much
Some of them still can't help, but cry

And even though your graduation
Would have been Wednesday June 19th
I know you're still behind the scenes
Celebrating with a wink

You certainly left your imprint
Your marks engraved on our hearts
You graduated with the highest honor
Your love imprinted on our hearts!

Night Drone

Parts of me lay scattered around now 
Wailing and misery from the nursing home 
A cup of ice water
Maybe a spoon of ice cream 

My only attempt to sooth her

Nights uninterrupted seem
Like a spaceship entering another realm

Rushing to the phone

Pleading for relief
Frantic, I call for the night nurse

Calling back in 30mn praying for

A calm voice

My day planned to scour groceries 
And deli's
Hoping for the perfect creation 
Or taste she craves

Updates from her care team
Always the same hated word

Declining 

My girls secretly know
A picture of my grandchildren 

Brings a smile to the corners
Of her mouth

My car knows the short drive to her
A fast-entry spot awaits

Peaking at her daily letters to dad

18 years, everyday the same first line

"My darling, I love you, I miss you
Please bring me home"

A dozen journals, now stacked
By my bed

The quiet of the night drones on

Your home now Mom 

And forever in my heart

"Hold a place for me mom"......

06/12/24
2:08 am
Mom transitioned 06/05/24

Voice

Life changed, faces changed climate changed and surroundings changed.

Seemed like I transitioned too, but apparently it wasn't so true.

Deep inside, I still wanted the same things, 
to the core I was manipulated by the very strings.

From outside I was another version, 
but somewhere I knew it was only a diversion.

Along the road, waiting when my heart says to stop, 
blur out everything but you, edit your life and crop.

One day, I did hear a feeble sound, 
long gone ray of light was again found.

Starting then, it was me against me, 
since then it hasn't stopped, made me free.

As the strong winds pull me back,
my heart's timid voice pushes me forward on the track.

Won't ever let this voice fade out, 
for this is the thing I can't live without.

Dear Mom,

As always, you are truly right
The world has lost sight
Of what truly matters— 
Genuine human connection, kindness..

Indeed, we've all become disconnected 
From not only each other but nature itself.
 Like a shadow cast upon a wet painting 
The future is losing, present gaining.

I noticed, the race is always on
It's not where we stumble, but where we're bound.
I've seen the straw, her flare is gone
Her words, once solace, now a machine gun.

As you wisely imparted
Look not where you fall, but where you tripped 
My ship was wrecked, my heart was stripped 
Stripped of true emotions, left with hate.

True —time, like the tide, waits for none
In mere months after you're gone, I've transitioned
The man you foresaw, weathering storms
Now glimpses the shore, a new future reborn.

FALLEN KINGDOM EARTH

Heaven calling the people on Earth
Your disobedient ways
Your spiritual estray
Destruction into ashes
Heaven’s wrath
You were told to obey my words
Closed ears nothing heard
You thought it was all a joke
Every given world spoke
Act on your own fear
Soon there I will be near
You felt from Grace
You were warned time after time
The Kingdom above has spoken
The Earth denied over and over again
The clock will suddenly stop
Earthquakes will begin
This will be the Earth’s end
No life among
Flesh transitioned into Soul’s
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
Fallen Kingdom Earth
Today a reminder
Tomorrow could become Earth’s reality.

Light Up My Life

A light shines brighter than the northern star 
The brightness illuminates my heart 
No longer do I feel darkness
My perspective is shifted to mirror ambition
With my new outfit, I embark on my journey 
Lost within vibrancy & saturation, my mood transitioned 
An understanding of subjects that eluded me 
Blurry vision is now crystal clear 
Taking in the outside ambiance with a heart full of content 
Calmness flows through my veins 
Light, my day is a result of your presence

Hummingbird Man

Every hum
How sweet
Rhythm the sound
Franklyn Greene the man
Had his own demand
Lived to proof
Enthused
True Sportsmen
Solid foundation
Hourglass timed out
Whispers from the distance
Distances far and close
Yesterday’s past
Tomorrow’s everlasting
The one day came
Followed by soar
Beyond the eyes of the world
Descended and transitioned
I will always remember
Encouragement gained
Honor in the Blakie call
Embrace from Brotherly to Brotherly
Heart driven with every beat
Every talk was a treat
Every joke had a laugh
Peace, Comfort and Tranquility
Thank you for your friendship
This is not goodbye, but until we meet again
Blakie waves
I promise I will behave
Blakie out

Things I Need To Address Unless

Jealousy

Ego

Envy

Green Eyed Monster 

All of these

Insecurities

And human malaise 

Are and reside 

Deep way down

Inside my

Black Tar Soul Heart

Unless I choose

To address them

With the exact same 

Jealousy
Ego
Envy
&
Green Eyed Monster

I have come to expect and count on 

From myself before 

That pains me to my very core

Since I first transitioned from a

Boy to a man child

Unless I crave regret

Fed Up

I GAVE EVERYTHING I POUR MY HEART AND SOUL INTO PEOPLE WHO DIDN'T DESERVE IT.

I AM ANGRY I AM HURT I AM DISGUSTED I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO OR WHAT TO SAY.

I'VE GIVEN MY ALL AND I CAN'T TO DO IT NO MORE I CAN'T CARRY THE LOAD ANYMORE.

I CAN'T TAKE THE HARSHNESS OF PEOPLE ANYMORE IT'S GIVING ME A RASH IT'S BLEEDING THROUGH MY SOUL.

AT THE END OF THE DAY I MUST LOOK OUT FOR ME AND MY WELL-BEING.

I WISH HEAVEN HAD A PHONE I WOULD CALL MY AUNT MARY SHE ALWAYS HAD SOMETHING POSITIVE TO SAY.

SHE WOULD ENCOURAGE ME SHE WOULD TELL ME SHE LOVED ME WHEN SHE TRANSITIONED I SAID TO MYSELF WHAT AM I GOING TO DO NOW.
 
I KNOW THAT WE ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO QUESTION GOD OR EVEN BE SELFISH TO SOMEONE WHO HAS BEEN SUFFERING.

OR EVEN MAMA BRENDA WHO WAS MY PRAYER WARRIOR I WISH I TOLD HER THAT I LOVED ONE LAST TIME.

LIFE SEEMS COLDER SINCE THEY LEFT I HAVE ONLY A FEW PEOPLE LEFT BUT NOW I MUST EXAMINE MY CIRCLE AND EVERYONE AROUND ME.

BUT I AM FED UP, DRAINED, OVERWHELMED WITH EVERYTHING AND EVERYBODY

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