Tag: death
group name: lgbtlit
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January 19, 2008 08:52 PM EST --
Now I'm Gone
I didn't ask for this beating to happen or to have
my life ended in this sterile hospital bed. I had
something to live for, and many more days left to
live. I'd . . . more
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March 21, 2008 03:54 PM EDT --
She looked like and angel
lying still
Around her neck she wore a cross
And to her that was like her ticket
to heaven
But she had earned that,
her trip to heaven, . . . more
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March 21, 2008 03:26 PM EDT --
Crew cuts and tight buns
Straight lines, precision, and obedience
Death and pain on all accounts
This is what it costs
Long days, hard nights
Often far away from home
Tears . . . more
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March 21, 2008 03:41 PM EDT --
At this very second
someone is preparing to move on
to the next life
Her family surrounds her
Remembering old times
Crying and laughing
It's such a melancholy time
No one knows . . . more
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April 08, 2008 01:17 PM EDT --
My adopted sister's father died yesterday of a heart attack. She didn't get to mend the bridges that broke when she left her father's house and is now beating herself up over it. I don't . . . more
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February 04, 2008 06:26 PM EST --
This piece was written back in the mid 1990's. It deals with a sensitive issue, and one that you don't hear about to often. Thanks for reading it, and leave your comments.
He's A Fighter, . . . more
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March 18, 2008 01:33 PM EDT --
" Boo."
That's what he said to me. That's all he said. And he walked away, well I can't say he walked, more he glided, after all ghosts can't walk. They'd fall right . . . more
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May 26, 2008 06:23 PM EDT --
Poetry Form: 100 Word Challenge
Through This Eye
Hazel iris --
forty-eight today, March Twelfth
Mirrored reflection --
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July 21, 2008 09:56 PM EDT --
Some nights go easy, I can forget
all about my past.
But tonight isn't one of them.
Tonight when I closed my eyes to sleep
terrors of my past came back
It's gonna be a hard night. . . . more
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April 16, 2008 02:25 PM EDT --
Poetry Form: Italian Petrarchan Sonnet
My day will come when I write my last love song
Est-elle muette ? Dante' s life flows through my viens . . . more
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June 13, 2008 01:46 PM EDT --
I need to talk to Pete and it might as well be today. Yeah, I've been putting it off for a few day so I could come up with something to say. Since Pete and Doug's little . . . more
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March 21, 2008 03:49 PM EDT --
A girl lays sleeping her breathing strong and deep
It's especially amazing seeing she had wept herself to sleep.
This girl lays sleeping
Her tearstained face upturned,
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March 06, 2008 01:49 PM EST --
Today I write of a man whom without I'd not be here today, my grandfather (my Bumpa). Four years ago on this day my Bumpa was in a car accident. He'd been drunk and was killed. Though I miss him . . . more
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February 07, 2008 04:41 PM EST --
I received an email from a friend yesterday, advising me on the passing of strong and vibrant woman. She had succummed to her battle with cancer. I just posted the email that I sent out to others who knew . . . more
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March 12, 2008 12:52 PM EDT --
Last night my stepmother, sister and I were at the mall. My stepmother's cell phone rang and she told us we had to leave. In a rush we walked through the mall to the parking lot at the other end, getting . . . more
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February 19, 2008 11:35 PM EST --
My best friend Eddie has a cousin named Raul who is 26 years old and is in the intensive care unit as of 2 days ago. He has PCP, pneumonia that is brought on by aids. In normal circumstances . . . more
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March 11, 2008 01:48 PM EDT --
"Mommy where are we going?"
"Baby we're going far away."
"Mommy I hear the ocean!"
"No dear I'm afraid you don't! The ocean is far away."
. . . more
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July 17, 2007 07:05 AM EDT --
I alow myself
one day a year
to only embrace
your memorie
and not hold back
the tears
on our aniversary
I dont break down
but today the
third time
365 days have past
without you
I am breaking . . . more
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July 09, 2007 08:49 PM EDT --
The decision to move four hour’s away from everyone she knew at the drop of her hat, was a no brainier she knew deep inside that her daughter had been doing drugs again. She could tell by the way . . . more
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April 26, 2008 08:01 PM EDT --
Poetry Form: Sonnet
for my friend Cheryl,
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