Poetry Blogs (2019, Grieving)
poemagraphic on Smoke and Mirrors (A Letter to Section Twenty Eight) (10 hours ago)
This is me
Trying to write about you
But there’s too much pain
Too much sadness
I still don’t understand.
The words don’t come
The sounds don’t flow
I just really miss you so.
Wednesday 9th October 2019 7:59 pm
The gravestones in this place are wet with tears
Of children, wives and husbands who have stood
Beside dark holes that swallow up their fears
Replacing ice water where once flowed blood.
November skies are grey and hold no lights,
The flowers flattened in a winter gale
That whips away dark thoughts the widow fights
To keep hidden behind her mourning veil....
Thursday 4th April 2019 2:17 pm
You do not exist anymore
You are absolutely nothing
Unconscious, intangible, not there.
You exist in my mind,
You live on through that funny anecdote
Or recipe, your legacy, our memory.
You are my tragic backstory,
The key to solving why I am the way I am
What you made me w...
Friday 18th January 2019 7:55 pm
You think that time would make it easier and maybe I'd just forget.
I still think about that day often but I'm starting to think about it less.
I don't know if I should feel guilty because you're not always on my mind.
Or maybe that's just what happens when you've been gone such a long time.
I do wonder if you'd be proud of me and the things that I've done.
Would you tell me that you're happy...
Saturday 29th December 2018 7:18 am
Clock out, start my car and check my phone.
I look down, see a text "Hey, you doing okay bro?"
Confused and realizing I missed about 12 calls.
Didn't know what was going on, nothing was clear,
*Incoming call from 'enter name here'*.
I answered "Hey what's up?" and then I heard the tears.
"What's going on? What did I miss? Are you alright?"
'You didn't hear? She was driving and passed away l...
Tuesday 11th December 2018 7:58 am
I see it everywhere,
being laughed about, tormented
If only it could be prevented.
This generation needs to grow up
stop being so damn sensitive
a bunch of babies who can’t cope
well how about you stop being so damn negative?
Ha, wait, is that a trigger?
Not yet, but it will be
when you realize you’re the killer
Wednesday 4th April 2018 3:42 am
I found a picture of you today
it rocked me to the core
showing you smiling, full of life
before your cancer war
it broke my heart to see it though
and made me question why
the ones who mean the most to us
are taken before their time?
Filled with so much more to give
oh how you spread your love
always there for anyone
and never one to judge
you taught me vital lessons, which
Sunday 20th July 2014 12:56 am
One more day I wanted
from the moment that you passed
one more conversation
to hear you talk and laugh
a year gone by already
and the void you left remains
this loneliness unbearable
can't shift this fucking pain.
I tried to drink and smoke myself
into an early grave
momentary respite from grieving
I still crave
but nothing numbs the feeling
of a paren...
Saturday 19th July 2014 11:48 am
A farewell to two poets that have only just passed on: Sandra Fowler and Sonya Florentino. R.I.P., dear friends.
Yes, I will try to be brave
just like you'd want me to be;
here I am waiting on shared memory:
Dear old friend, where might you be?
And where is it that we have arrived:
now we're quickly fading into oft-turned pages
that lay dog-...
Thursday 29th November 2012 1:35 pm
I walk from room to room
and try to catch a glimpse of you,
but all that I could see,
are muted shadows playing tag.
Sunlight catches visions
of days now stored in memory
and with your recent passing,
you climbed upon the misty crag.
The kitchen tap still leaks,
we've fixed that oft and time again;
your trusty stove still works,
those smells and tas...
Friday 25th March 2011 11:41 am