Memoriam Poems - Poems about Memoriam

I walk along the river bank to where my family home once stood There's nothing here but mud and rock and memories from childhood It wasn't time that wore it down but water on one fateful day Helene...Read the rest...

A line of waves begin their run to shore, lifting, rising up and flaring cobra like as if preparing to strike, gliding forward until the shallows down them and they fall, deflating to a withering crawl up the incline of a...Read the rest...

And then one day, I chose to start, A journey deep into her heart. To search for reasons that tore her apart, To heal the wounds, mend the scarred. To my surprise, a...Read the rest...

In a quiet town, there lived young Tommy, Though folks called him “coward,” he was never balmy. His baked goods were famous, a delight to all, But when trouble arose, he would...Read the rest...

You may have scars ,not all are seen, but some are deep within, you always smile through every day, I don’t know where to begin. Youre my hero, my tride and true, my confident and...Read the rest...

She hears herself in the distance confess to undying love. So out of touch with loyal love to self. The unholy ghost of him demystified in mid-urn. He is neither near, nor far. No grave in which to turn in rage, even if he...Read the rest...

When I found out you died I scrambled and panicked. Not because you were gone, but needing proof of your presence. I checked the last texts and tore up my bed I want to throw. up. From the last...Read the rest...

Moment's Poem Lionel Derbyshire Children of the dead left behind Their young rue and mourn new grief Looking forwards to nothings The road ahead is a long why Lost on despondent paths Bereft raw and fearing worst They are seated in heartbreak In dolor times...Read the rest...

they were the club’s power couple Fred was the owner of the Gaslight Lounge where men showed they were men and guns settled things in disturbing ways Shelly had walked in on a Tuesday six months ago with her azure...Read the rest...

One of our local heroes: his record of try’s in a season has still not been beaten. Jack Harrison VC, MC A Temporary Gentleman Not really the right sort Just a common school master Who played professional sport, But he was a...Read the rest...

God made her as his gift and she, once laid beside the luscious, tempting limbs, acceded to profane acts under God’s Sacred Tree and slurped the ill-timed juice, the god-damned seed. She gave him some; and he did not...Read the rest...

a shameless bluffer he won at poker and twenty-one an audacious risk-taker brazen, brave, and bold daring to do what most would not my grandfather-in-law, the gambler who lost his house to a bad hand of cards in the thirties...Read the rest...

Leonard Bailey’s tombstone was cryptic “one gathered in unison of solitude” some thought they had solved the riddle was it devised by Leonard himself or his wife? It was inscrutable to most. Very few thought they understood it. No one agreed. Best...Read the rest...

Can this stream of tears ever dry? It just won't stop the more I tried! The spherics of its wetness just got bigger the more I cried! Each of its drop is hot enough to bake me a...Read the rest...

I see her eyes close I also see her tears roll Down in her death bed....Read the rest...