Tag: Death
Beyond caring, but I care for you
Love is as much about pain as passion, loss as lust. For the hope of keeping it, lovers sometimes sacrifice all.
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Biding time
Lunch among the dead.
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Life gets in the way
All too often life, death, sickness, and even joy, are roadblocks to our creativity.
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Should we be concerned?
You read my wordsAnd you are disturbed,Because I share my pain,My darkness,My emptiness,And I wonder,Sometimes aloud,If anyone hears me.But I know now that you do,It is reflected in your fear,In your concern,But do not be afraid,I will not hurt myself.I do not wishFor an easy escape from my pain,My anguish,My…
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Unpacking my memories
I unpacked a lot today She said As we talked I talked Words Joy Anger Disappointment Betrayal Brother, why weren’t you there for me She died alone Then tears My mother’s death Still fresh An open wound But the tears speak Of more Yet to be confronted Childhood Yet to…
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Thanks for your service, goodbye
Being retired I know that it’s overBut I still waitFor the callThat would pull me back inBehind the doorsWhere the secrets lieBut I also know thatThe call will never comeI am forgottenAnd I know thatI shall die incompleteNever knowing if I might Have done moreTo save the world ©2022 Kevin…
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A friend I never knew
Today we buriedA friend I never knewI can’t tell you much about himExcept that his son loved himAnd that is enough for meFor if a man diesBut still lives in the loveOf his family and friendsThen while he is lost to the worldHe will forever remainIn the life of all…
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Stay to see the show
It used to beThat getting oldWas getting oldNow being oldIs getting oldBut what the hellI bought the ticketI might as wellStay to see the show ©2021 Kevin Fraleigh
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At midnight whence all is still
At midnight whence all is stillI sit on my bedsideAnd drink in the quietFor the first time in the dayI am alone with my thoughtsYou and the animals sleepBut I am restless before restingAnd my thoughts will notLet me abandon them so easilyI consider time and spaceMortality and immortalityGod and…
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I finally cried
My friend is deadI only knew him for a couple of yearsNot that longNot that wellBut fate brought us togetherI know not whyOr maybe I doLife is a mysteryEnveloped in smoke from a MarlboroAnd washed away by a GuinnessBefore it is fully understoodBefore he was fully understoodNow He lays stillHis…
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