Sorrow Wife Poems

Once, so long ago, in love, we did believe
A union was forged, forever to conceive
But shattered dreams and promises untold
Betrayal's wrath, our story now unfolds

With...

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Words shatter like broken glass,
Heaps of fallen glory stained by the past.
Strewn about are the ashes of our disdain,
in the middle of it all Love...

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Heed this call, my son, for my heavenly realm awaits
Familiar faces wait patiently beyond the gates
You stated proudly that you've lived your dream
Your wife was...

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There she was, silenced; in the hush of the night,
By nature's decree and the will of the almighty divine's right.
Upon the pyre, her form ablaze,...

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I walked inside my burning home,
Gave him a second chance. 
Where even the welcoming doormat now, 
frowned upon my glance.
Broken glass, a shattered sea,
Hopes and...

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M' Sweetheart, after six long years of waiting
I have realized you will not come back again.
O, Heavens!  Burn with sorrow and bright lightning
For in...

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Spent too much time mourning dead dreams of mine, 
Look you in the eye with my wistful stare. 
Withdrawn for so long, you won't find...

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Quote By Poet   
"Hearts are fragile, need to handle with loving care."  


Heartbreak ~ you had it your way  


Date Written:...

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In Sorrow and in Joy
(For my wife Barbara)
By Franklin Price
01/18/2022

I - Looking Back

I'm looking back on year just past in sorrow and in joy
Thinking of...

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Inapropos trois faux pas jokingly blurted out...

yesterday August 30th, 2022.

The following fictitious account
predicated upon words spilling
out me mouth before taking time
to think through how sarcastic...

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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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From ruined halls of a corrupt little apartment 
I flee with my children, trailing after me 
No more the hard hand of hate 
On my...

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I know that love’s alive, I know it lives in there.
Sorrow behind caring eyes, embers hidden by sunny glare.
I know it feels and feels so...

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It's long past time when I should contemplate
the need to scrape and paint the old rusty gate.
My dear wife asked me to fix it before...

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The White House

The house on the hill is painted white. 
Not just any white, 
but..., bright white. 
Why did we choose that color? 

The house...

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