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beauty, cute love, grave, humor, obituary,
Took me the breath of all my life
A soul mate who could consume my heart wither a smile
I found that Gothic girl after dark
A little to late to consummate
I lie in waiting with a dead round smile
Empty eyes and a lot of guile
I found a girlfriend even if late
We lie together
Frigid is our state
death, grave, humor,
Beneath lie the remains of unlucky Jim
A great white shark made a meal of him
Fell off his surf board and hit by a wave
Half inside ‘Jaws’ and half in this grave.
Written on 13 September 2018
For a funny epitaph poetry contest
Sponsored by Jesse Rowe.
gothic, grave, halloween, humor, irony, nonsense, silly,
The Ghost denied
he was a Ghost,
I saw through --
Someone I knew
in life, back then
quite pink, substantial
and lots to do –
tried and tried
all to no avail,
myself even now
till recognized he
dear friend, himself
read my eulogy….
death, fish, funny, grave, life,
at the distorted world
through a glass bowl
and tries to make sense of it
he watches the room about him
and those that feed him
with self satisfaction
unknowingly waiting for death
and a burial at sea
death, death of a friend, funeral, funny, grave, hilarious, loss,
DEATH ANNOUNCEMENT:BY TSHEPO MBHELE
HOW WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR DEATH ANNOUNCED?
A POOL PARTY WITH A BALL THAT WAS BOUNCED
OR TO GO TO THE BAR
ON YOUR BRAND NEW CAR
WHEN YOU FINALLY DECIDE TO DIE
I WONT EVEN PASS BY
IT DOESN’T REALLY BOTHER ME
BECAUSE WHEN YOU WERE ALIVE I LET YOU BE
YOUR NEW HOME
WILL DEFINETLY NOT BE ROME
OR EVEN A SMALL PALACE
JUST BECAUSE YOU WERE CARELESS
SOME WILL DANCE AND SOME WILL CRY
SOME WILL COME JUST TO SAY GOOD BYE
EVEN IF IT IS A DARE
I DON’T CARE
career, grave, homework, humorous, school, teacher, youth,
Numbness as I walk in halls
A heavy load in my hand I bear
Tome of the ancient past
Portrays a fog in my mind
Emptiness, void and vanity
As I look at zombies like me
Consumed by an epidemic...
Which left us cold-blooded
At the darkness of dusk
When the sun shines no more
I lie below the tombstone of my grave
Devoured by a sleepy hollow in my coffin
Vitality where are you?
Where are your streams of life?
I' am lost, Where am I?
Oh wait, that's right
I'm in college
anxiety, death, evil, grave, humor,
I walked on by a graveyard, very late, alone one night.
No ghosts sprung from their moldy graves: no evil ghoulish sights.
It seemed no vampires lurked about, to sip my blood like wine.
And any hulking werewolves must have previously dined.
I watched in vain for zombies, with their gruesome, bloody stares.
But they seemed to be as plentiful, as wayward teddy bears.
Yet, I would duck behind a tree, on guard quite through and through,
At every car that passed me by . . transporting who knows who?
While I recalled what mother said, no doubt with some misgiving:
It’s not the dead you have to fear . . but watch out for the living!
© 2015 Diane Lefebvre
car, grave, humor, teen,
There once was a driver named Dave,
Of his driving he often would rave.
Then one day on his own, drove and talked on his phone,
Now he's bragging about his new grave.
dance, grave, humorous, moon,
ghostly figures dance
diaphanous dresses swirl
in the pale moonlight
it’s the graveyard shift
on the eve of Halloween
we’re in good spirits!
Sponsored by Laura Loo
allusion, future, grave, humor, introspection, irony, word play,
The ghost of future past lines chiseled upon his face at least they spelled my name right
allusion, grave, humor, jealousy, word play,
While snarkers strive with proud but fruitless disdain Wounded immortals try the slaying of the slain Quit beating the dead metaphor let it go and watch it roll down hill
death, grave, humorous, life,
Life was a burden till death set me free -
Now granite gravestone being hard on me?!
November 15, 2021
art, day, grave, humorous, imagination, introspection,
Eight hours of toiling in the sun
With pick and axe digging for rum
Captive to the sentence yet
Prisoner to none
Hard labour, and this sure ain’t fun
Sweating in the heat, shoveling the dun
Digging and digging this work never done
Callused hands and a back carrying tons
The sun is setting, yet escape seems far
After all the digging is the gravel and tar
I am dead, dead dead!
Dead tired and wish I was in bed
So fair warning I am leaving here soon
Leaving this torture, to sing another tune
Leaving, I am to fetch me some brew
Some Tim Horton’s coffee and maybe some stew
ummmm a coffee shop, lets see what trouble I can get into there!!!!! :)
death, funny, grave,
A FUNNY EPITAPH
'Neath this soil lies Uncle Roy
Dirty tricks were his great joy
His dying words were not a trick
He said, "I told you all that I was sick"
15 September 2018
For the contest sponsored by Jesse Rowe
Muhammad Safa Thajudeen
absence, death, earth, grave, humorous,
"Grave is not mistake-
Nobody can miss it and everybody to take"
Roses are red, violets are blue -
My old wounds have bled from the thorns you spew.
Yet your scent I crave,
From beyond the grave,
Stirred, stiff and still - waiting for you!
February 7, 2022
culture, drink, grave, humor, longing, silly, woman,
Jo King loved frothy tankards of beer
Which she drank every day of the year
Interred in a keg
She swallowed each dreg
So her tombstone reads, "Wish you were here!"
body, grave, humor,
No One Who Wanted
Diggity, doggity, diffle and daffle
Whole mid-East off really wanted to raffle;
To buy tickets people down were hunted;
In the end, there was no one who wanted.
James Thomas Horn
PS. She had her breasts made out of silicone
Which were broken by someone casting a stone
And yet always true to a flippant form
Around dead body people would swarm.
With dead body had been enchanted
And after into the ground it was planted
And everything was over and done
We ended up catching it all on a re-run.
James Thomas Horn
grave, humor, writing,
Here lies an alcoholic, Joel, he loved gin
And he drank it until liquor mortis set in
A Funny Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jesse Rowe
Date written and posted: 09/12/2018
Michael G. Weston
death, eulogy, funeral, funny, grave, humor, moving on,
To whom it may concern,
For time will surely tell,
I write to my loved ones
To say that I am well.
I scarcely can recall
A time more I content
Than here amongst my friends
With time more wisely spent.
The rooming here is quaint
In truth, a little cramped.
Although, long April rains
Make all my walls feel damped.
The silence, although grave,
Does make for better sleep.
Yet, every passing day
My neighbors grow in keep.
I hope to see you soon,
Perhaps within the year.
For winters cold and stiff
Are awfully lonely here.
Until we meet again,
I wish you all the best.
For my death after all
Is quite the restless test.
grave, humorous, sleep,
Here lies my dear uncle Jack
On his sides he always slept deep
On new bed lying on his back
He can’t turn to find his sleep
April 14, 2019