#remembrance poems on Hello Poetry

Christine Rogers Odell Jul 2019

Driving

Listening to a song sung by a dead man
That reminds me
of my father, longer dead
I know the lyrics better now
Feel them more deeply
Understand them with
wisdom of more years
More life lived
behind me
Than when I first heard this song
and thought of him
20 years ago

#death #life #remembrance #father #dad #music #song #driving

Arshia Qasim Ahmad Jun 2019

Honour the space between no longer and not yet

Far enough but still so close
A pain I earned, the ache I chose
I recognise, but can’t relate
The circumstance compels this wait
As I stand by, and you become
Recalling some, forgetting some
I feel you, though not hand in hand
I know, I see, I understand!

Mindful of what lies ahead
I want to look behind instead
Or glaze past all uncertainty
And wake up when in clarity

Almond scented, jasmine hued
Chocolate smooth and zest imbued
O caress of sure hands
Full as skies, deep as lands
I may not be with you right now
But we are always synced somehow
The journey of a teardrop
From the rim to when it stops
A trace of love, on sands of time
That renders our lives sublime

Grow, engage, enhance, affect
Shine on, but also, pause, reflect
This is the space, between the two
from no longer...... to not just yet

Arshia.
27.6.19

#morningmeditation

Love, separation, remembrance .

#love #separation #remembrance

Chris Saitta Jun 2019

Sound of a Spirit Passing

That night, one of the old guard died,
And the rain said nothing,
And the thunder said nothing,
And the clock with its bell chimes
Struck nothing.

For F.H.

#death #poetry #sadness #remembrance

Celestinus Castillo May 2019

Sidewalk

I walk on the same path
I turn at the same corner
Everyday feels the same
But the leaves still fall, then return
Just like how they came
I walk along the sidewalk
An empty gap remains
Half full of presence
And half full of reminisce
As I walk down a sidewalk meant for two

#sidewalk #love #remembrance #memories #movingon

Chris Saitta May 2019

Memorial

The sky will never hold more
Than all the paths of soldiers’ unreturning,
Laid out the length of undone goodbyes.
Their eyes that sleep on the wind,
Palace of last breath,
And the rain that falls, expectant of windows,
And those left within to live without eyes.

In honor of Memorial Day, D-Day, and far too many more.

#poetry #poem #war #memorial #veterans #soldiers #sad #memorialday #remembrance

Deep May 2019

Always Think of Me...

Always, think of me, when the moon looks lone and pale
Nebulously sprinting for empty space —
And you sitting under starry universe
Watching those nocturnal games,
Retrospecting life before which many stooped.
Stop not there for the life is long and trials many,
Tribulations its essence, success sneer without them.

Always, think of me, when the moon is lone and pale
gasping wildly for empty space—

#moon #night #remembrance

Chris Saitta May 2019

Hiroshima Survivor Tree

Love beneath the linden tree,
The blue touchpaper of fingers entwined,
And sunsets of ignis fatui,
The lightning wick of lips and the caroming atom,
That once held faces,
All but sear and blast wind and howl of eyes,
All of love adrift.

“Hibakujumoku” means survivor tree or A-bombed tree in Japanese. The linden tree, Tilia miqueliana, is one such tree in Hiroshima, and a Linden Tree Monument exists at the Hiroshima Peace Memorial.

#poem #poetry #sadness #hiroshima #japan #memorial #remembrance