I’ve seen enough creation,
And gazed long at the depths
Of fathomless oceans,
And deeper still into the stars
Category Archives: Poems About Death
We all Fall Down
Around we go again,
around this ancient dance with plague,
and though we have no rose
blotches to mark our perfect skin
Safe Passage
he world is not enough for us of late;
the rough cold fate of living life to die
exchanged for the spending and getting of time,
Hero
He’s nobody’s hero,
the man that wakes at dawn,
the bagger that packs bags
’till swole with groceries.
Please Don’t Send Flowers
He passed away today—or was it days ago,I have not the strength to tell.Anymore, the rose’s petal’s saywhat my words could never:don’t send me more flowers—please don’t affix a card to the lilies,because I have relived his deathwith each wilting lilyand cried more often then a rose in molt.
I Will Not Let My Death
I will not let my death bore my friends.
Our lives can do enough of that,
Her Autumn – Poem
When among the trees will autumn come?
What multitude of words will I have lost
among the soft-dying of sweet summer poppies
The Reaper
Born backwards, blue, and dead
I beat the dreaded embalmer
and returned to this life again,
I Was Sad to See You Go
Life is so short,
death is so long,
and happiness
is in between.
It Was An Honor To Know Him
To think a mans fate is decided
not by the battle won or lost
but by the heart alone, is more
than one can bare. Atone we will
You Can Do This – Part 2
But that was then and this is now.
Today, even the gods of Rapa Nui
You Can Do This — A Prayer
To think a mans fate is decided
not by the battle won or lost
but by the heart alone is more
Beeping Machines
My flesh stripped from the bones,
the body miraculous
stands but as a series of groans
and gears in breach of trust;