Tags : mourning

Let the Maggots Feast

Let the Maggots Feast

A Poem by Erin Kateri


mourning the loss of a brother
IN MEMORY OF ............

IN MEMORY OF ............

A Poem by SAYED THANGAL


It's written in memory of a student who demised in her prime age
I have much less to be thankful for

I have much less to be thankful for

A Poem by Randy Johnson


This Thanksgiving I have much less to be thankful for. Much less than I did just one year before. When I lost Mom in March, I lost my mother and my ..
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by Kimberley Reid


Di must leave home, a 16 year old struggling with life. Running away and drinking is the last straw for her dad, it looks like a little trip is in ord..
love is not enough

love is not enough

A Book by suchithra


about mystical relation ships
introspection

introspection

A Chapter by suchithra


its trip on the protagonist memories
Minus One

Minus One

A Poem by Burton VanGogh


I wrote this for the 7th anniversary of my father's death. It was my way of saying Kadish. The repeated lines are a tribute to the A.A. Milne poem of ..
Forgetting

Forgetting

A Poem by Kristina Moulaison


Living with the knowledge of dying, with grief.
IT IS YOU.

IT IS YOU.

A Poem by Terry Collett


IN MOURNING FOR A LOST SON.
YOUR SHIRTS.

YOUR SHIRTS.

A Poem by Terry Collett


ON LOOKING AT A DEAD SON'S SHIRTS
YOUR BLACK COAT.

YOUR BLACK COAT.

A Poem by Terry Collett


ON MY LATE SON'S BLACK COAT.
Prey for Sweet Death (A New Mourning)

Prey for Sweet Death (A New Mourning)

A Poem by Vampyrica1995


Prey for sweet death And hope for the mourning I will kneel before God Once a bullet is in my brain Everything comes and goes In a ..
YOUR BLACK FLAT CAP.

YOUR BLACK FLAT CAP.

A Poem by Terry Collett


ON MY LATE SON'S BLACK FLAT CAP.
ROSE PLACED

ROSE PLACED

A Poem by Terry Collett


ON PLACING A ROSE ON A SON'S CEMETERY PLOT.
YOUR LAST CARD.

YOUR LAST CARD.

A Poem by Terry Collett


ON KEEPING THE LAST BIRTHDAY CARD FROM MY DEAD SON.
YOUR BLACK WALLET.

YOUR BLACK WALLET.

A Poem by Terry Collett


ON HOLDING MY LATE SON'S WALLET.
DO YOU RECALL?

DO YOU RECALL?

A Poem by Terry Collett


IN MEMORY OF MY SON OLE 1984-2014.