Tag: death
group name: poeticjustice
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May 16, 2006 08:45 PM EDT --
Memory of
Christina Lee Waldrip
Born on
March 1, 1983
Entered into Eternal Rest
May 5, 2005
Age
22
After Glow
I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one,
I'd like to leave an afterglow . . . more
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March 12, 2007 09:40 AM EDT --
Cruel Alzheimer's fog
llfted while she watched husband's
final, shallow breaths.
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May 03, 2007 02:14 AM EDT --
What could she say
In those moments,
The minutes ticking away,
The space narrowing
Between her and him,
As the light dimmed
And the heart pounded in disbelief?
She didn’t know,
Her mind . . . more
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September 23, 2006 08:53 PM EDT --
As the lighthouse breaks the haze,
Of the eerie nightly mist,
Sat upon the harbor,
A ghostly child awaits his ship,
His cries haunt the darkness,
Beyond the afterlife,
As he awaits the ship of souls, . . . more
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June 09, 2008 01:24 AM EDT --
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November 02, 2006 02:13 AM EST --
That Moment
Darkness spreading slowly slowly
Black-ache sliding slowly slowly
The deem mind bent like bamboo
And the heart sank with a deep sigh....
Far away, few footsteps merged . . . more
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February 12, 2007 07:51 PM EST --
Tell us what
You are conceiving?
Is it for Mansfield,
We find you grieving?
Scatter not,
To winds retreating,
The merits of youth
Sorrow’s depleting.
Do not abandon
Your lust for being.
Embrace . . . more
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June 12, 2008 12:01 AM EDT --
The heavens
let a rainfall conquer
fearful thoughts.
Misleading Encounters
punishable by
starvation of The mind
painful memories lay upon
whispers in . . . more
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June 16, 2006 07:43 PM EDT --
Dying in the Snow
Winter is heavy on the bow
and frost lies chilled
upon the crackling ground
and there you lay
frozen stiff in the park
with no more songs
to sing in your heart . . . more
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October 26, 2007 05:54 PM EDT --
Earlier today I got a message from a Gather friend telling me of a family member (a man) who had passed away. I could tell she was filled with grief. of course we all should pray that God will . . . more
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September 25, 2008 01:12 AM EDT --
That's the way it sounds to me
My hand dragging in the water
As you bow her violin in key
We laugh and drink Vichy water
My hand dragging in the water
The contrails in the sky
We laugh . . . more
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June 18, 2007 05:57 PM EDT --
Would it be so bad
to die alone in peace
like a late season fly
flipped on your back
buzzing like a weak kazoo
with wax paper wings
recalling a short, full life
the perils and the prize . . . more
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October 20, 2006 01:48 PM EDT --
at her birth, smiles around
she was crying her heart out
smiling now, heavenward she is set
those around her have their eyes wet
(c)gautami.tripathy
~Oct 19, 2005
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March 19, 2007 02:08 PM EDT --
You're only twelve,
little boy.
What were you thinking?
You wait behind bars
you should never have seen.
Bars so different from the monkey bars
on the playground of your youth.
What were you . . . more
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June 28, 2007 02:01 AM EDT --
She took the child wrapped in death,
And held her close in her mothering arms
And kissed the brow with her tired lips.
Still now; no movement or crease;
No release of smile or wind;
No uttered . . . more
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October 04, 2007 04:03 AM EDT --
One says when, as death hovers to claim
Another victim quashed as remains
Never tasted the fruit of might have been
As harvested seeds become fallow
Hopes and dreams, become the ropes . . . more
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October 06, 2008 03:14 AM EDT --
You didn't know then
As you hugged him,
That Jack
Wasn't going to come back;
That this was
As close as you and he
Were going to get;
Near as Hell
As lovers can be
This side . . . more
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May 29, 2006 08:17 PM EDT --
we held
our drinks
aloft
in the vortices
and in the gasp
of every
downdraft
we looked
as though
we were
toasting
our demise.
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January 08, 2007 09:21 AM EST --
Hiding in shadows,
afraid of the light,
I join with the night,
and darkness is where I linger;
I see you laughing
without a care;
It's hard to believe I was there
only a week ago.
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October 03, 2008 10:37 AM EDT --
Although the baby died
Some time ago,
You still light a candle
In the baby's room
To shed a little glow
In the room's dark gloom.
All is as it was.
The cot still there
Undisturbed; . . . more
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