Response to death

Dare to dream further

For another time

You might

Be gone

Moments arounds us

Filling pages

And my hard drive

Is full

But I still want to keep on living

I still want to keep trying

Give me a second shot

Not to the heart

Dont pick up the gun

And shoot me

I saw a flash

Red all over

Thats how the joke goes

My it hurts

And my dreams

Give me a second shot

I hear a crying sound

Because the shooter realized

Their fate

It was

So much

Pain

And an innocent heart

Left

Give me a second chance

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Dove

Dear Darling

My dove

I startled your peace

And you’ve flown to the

Above

No hill or mountain

Could stand in your way

No well or fountain

Could cause you to stray

Dear Darling

My dove

Where have you gone

I listened for you

To hear your great song

Rain and sunshine

Past me by

Dear Darling

My dove

Why did you die?

then again

then again

If I destroy my inner self

fretting about

a

love that doesn’t exist

eventually

I will carve my name into

the tree of death

and slowly fade

into eternal

bliss

or agony

depending on how

you gaze at the dead

heart

I now have

Hello

Good morning Sunshine

You laughed at my

messy bed head hair

and sleepy teddy bear eyes

too early to realize

that it wasn’t

sunrise

but rather sunset

I visited your grave

everyday

for when you left me

all I could remember was

your blurry eyes

and soft hands

whispers of

Hello

in my ear

I do not know if it is

sunrise

or

sunset

 

When Gone?

What will become of me after I 

Die?

Where will my loves and dreams

Run?

Will you say your prayers and wish me to

Heaven? 

What will I do after I have been laid in the

Earth?

When my heart beating stops?

Give grace to me Spirit

Amen

Amen

Shalom

Another Passing

In light of death, it seems each person brings their own stories to understand the loss. Maybe to remember the loved one. You are given moments in time which are cherished by your heart. Even though the person no longer breathes, you remember their breath. When they talked to you the day before. Sudden passings have a way of waking up our internal thoughts to the realization that death is not how it should be. Life needs to be lived not remembered. Memories fade with time and that is the most heart wretching part. Times when you were present become mixed with times that have become past. I loved them. I still love them in memory. Knowing that my own time will become part of other people’s memories, as I join the other side. 

Plauged 

Tisk tisk

Drip drop

Boom boom boom

Faintly

Saintly

Ring around the rosies

When I see the posies

I know my mother died

Tisk tisk

Drip drop

Clang clang clang

Craving

Saving

Ashes ashes they all fall down

The earth swallows them up

Mama 

Im hungry

Beaches of Normandy 

I am going to die one day

So I might as well die

Lightly

Softly

Simply 

Nothing fancy or daring

No tales to be told

The man running up the shores of Normandy

Realized the same thing

I am going to die one day

So I might as well die simply

Softly 

Lightly 

And pass as the waves hit my soul

Bombings

Am I numb to death?
Will blood no longer cause me heartbreak?
I see on the news of more innocent
I see the way they shake the camera and move on
There is grief in my heart but no rage.
There are no tears for the lost ones
Am I so numb to death that I have become the perpetrator?