Category: Death & Afterlife
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Elegy for a cockroach
A cockroach lies dead behind my chair on the porch. I do not mourn its passing. It is one of those large ones that reside in the South among dead leaves under the bark of trees, on your porch. They do not respect privacy or care for cleanliness. If they can cohabitate and live with…
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Cattail tales
dragonfly swoops gathers mosquitos in its maw other mosquitos oblivious death passed them by 7-3-25
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Fractures of light
sometimes, I look at your picture and see fractures of light streaming through 6-24-25
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Long distance call
Hi Mom, talk louder our connection is weak. I hear Dad in the background put him on speaker. Jasmine was telling us the other day that she missed coming to visit you. Has she stopped by yet? When she does, give her a hug and tell her we love her. She left before we got…
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Loving a rescue dog
Love lived in dog years ends Before you are ready for it to end So you foster another dog Try to break bad habits Their previous owners couldn’t You use a kennel, put them on a diet and Maybe it works But still, love lived in dog years ends Before you are ready for it…
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Locked knees
When our father died Masonic members of the Scottish Rite came and performed final rites at his viewing. They marched to and fro in their regalia, spoke sacred vows before his open casket. The next morning, before his last ride, his preacher preached a sermon. A military detail came to the gravesite, performed a twenty-one…
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Inevitably
Do not talk to me of fear of death for it comes inevitably It gathers us up and leaves us on a strange porch Orphans in a basket waiting to be welcomed into another home I do not dread its coming I leave my door ajar Ready for this new adventure I hope I’ve packed…
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Poem for a dead poet
Sometimes, I think of you and your mother crying at your funeral. She said the police told her you dozed off and never woke up. This gave her solace, because it would have pained her to know You laid awake all night crying for her to come save you. Last night, I woke up in…
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Spongebobia
last night I saw Dick Van Dyke smiling in a crowd he leaped high into the air did a prat fall and lay dead as everyone applauded his last performance I stood nearby while Mary Tyler Moore and Mary Poppins tried to get him to resurrect this morning I lay in bed watching the sky…
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sing songs
Sing songs of unborn stars In their birth a funeral pyre Life times of journey brought us their light Celebrate both while there’s time 10-21-24
My husband's poetry 