Tags Remembrance
Prayer of an Innocent ChildA Poem by Riley JustineThe homely ravages of war |
In RemembranceA Poem by Gracie Is PregnantSomething I wrote when thinking of all the ways someone could be bullied and what a bystander might think in response. |
On a haunting trailA Poem by Gerry LegisterMemories of the past comes to haunt us |
A Toast to the FallenA Poem by Jason van DongenHere in Australia, those who have fallen in the name of freedom are remembered on April 25. I wrote this to commemorate the day. |
Sonnet about PassoverA Poem by Gerry Legisterinstituted prior to be taking the journey from Egypt to the promise land |
I RememberA Poem by danThoughts flying around...I tried to bat them down but had to quit to watch Judge Judy. |
Christmas with Grandma PickleA Story by Lynne KephartThis is a short piece I wrote in remembrance of my Grandma and her favorite holiday. |
A Latticework of TearsA Poem by justa335the exquisite pain of remembering (image from shutterstock.com) |
PLEASE DON’T REMEMBER MEA Poem by Ben Noah SuriHundreds of years after I die, no one will know me; but should they? I don’t want to be held back in this world; imp.. |
Boxes and BatteriesA Poem by Matthew HenningsenOn a bus in a deep Asian jungle, Full of rain and wet, I thought of a time when I Held my memories in my hand, Squeezing them .. |
My First Words to a Dead ManA Story by PerpetuallyJuneOn death and remembering an old friend who is long gone. Inspired by a dream I had recently about someone I knew who passed away. |
PORTRAIT OF A MAN FALLINGA Story by Terry Edwin WalstromTrue story of a photograph snapped on 9-11 |
I am not GoneA Poem by ConnieI wrote this poem after being inspired by a scene in a movie. In the scene the grown children were spreading the ashes of their mother. |
Rise and FallA Poem by Craig John EdwardsA poem to remember them all. |
RemembranceA Poem by Aquatic ChocolateA poem for Remembrance Sunday. |
SoldiersA Poem by Joel R. BissonA Miscellaneous Poem. |
Remember MeA Poem by Josh W.Do not let me fade, When identity cedes to obscurity And time turns me to ash, Remember my name. When all the trees have wilted And our bridge.. |