Remembrance Poems

A Poem From Melissa Menake

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

heart breath song belly

human bone wink worry

parish perish cadence green

night rewrite love and death

A Poem From monte kuhr

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

thing is

we were friends

for twenty-four years

now you’re gone

but what did i

really know about you

you like it loud

thrashing smashing guitars

my ears hurt sometimes

entering your room

you worked superhard

eighty hours a week

becoming the top lawman

in the city of angels

you could lift four hundred pounds

above your head

you adored the ladies

loved em to pieces

you let me sleep

on your floor

for a month

when i was

in between apartments

and made it seem

like it was

no big deal

it was a big deal

hanging round you

i felt an otherworldly quality

like you were here

for a reason

i couldn’t figure out

now you are

in the otherworld

now it is my job

to figure it out

A Poem From monte kuhr

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

why didn’t you call

and tell me you

were on your way out?

i could have said

a proper goodbye

i found out

about your death

in a facebook posting

low blow,my friend,low blow

A Poem From monte kuhr

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

now you see him

now you don’t

time we had

was all on loan

White Butterfly

Tuesday, August 10th, 2010

Fabulous told of the white butterfly

Had not known this

On the road where flies played with putrid

despite the heat and the smell

On the wish of connecting with father

The white butterfly flew by

Lifting the world, Anew

A Poem From Paul Arcidiacono

Friday, August 6th, 2010

Is my Death the final word?

With rotting flesh and decomposing bones.

As me returns to Mother Earth.

Perhaps my dying travels a path to a future life.

Who knows?

What is known is that I’m here thinking and typing.

Be Here Now

Friday, August 6th, 2010

This life, a short journey.

Hold on tight and smile!

A Poem From Gerrie W

Thursday, August 5th, 2010

Gone,

So soon.

I was never to know you daddy,

I was only one.

They think that children do not experience grief.

Then why the longing,

Why the empty spot in my heart.

Until we meet again,

I wish you well on your journey.

I love you,

Gerrie

A Poem From Eugene Perlov

Thursday, August 5th, 2010

Poem of a hospice doctor

Rows of homes I enter to aid the dying,

I speak of death, the subject is danced around

I speak of acceptance, the subject is danced around

I speak of letting go , the subject is danced around

I speak of saying goodbye, the subject is danced around

I speak of the dance of death the subject is danced around

It will happen I am sure of it, I have seen it many times, the dance of death happens and we all will have to dance this beautiful dance

A Poem from AntAge7

Thursday, August 5th, 2010

Faking the love. Making the things. Love in the air.  Faking                everything.