My knees began to wobbleas I heard your final gobbleand the ax came down and severed off your head.I knew you had a brotherand a father and a motherbut I chose to see you just as food instead.It must be so unnervingknowing you will be a servingand that being eaten is your final fate!It must be quite distressingknowing that with some brown dressingyou will be a meal on someone’s plate.But come the morning afterwhen there w...

I will never forget the message that plays over inside my mind The one asking me to call you To help you with something that night I was selfish and I pushed it aside thinking I had some more time I learned the next day that time can be ripped away When I learned that you were gone Not just from my heart, or from my soul But from life in every way I shut down when I heard And I moved like a zombie as people tried to comfo...

THIS OLD WOMANThis woman has grown bitter and twistedlike an old knarled treethat sits atop a barren, rocky outcropthat looks out over the sea.Buffeted by winds and salty airstripped bareof life.Stubborn and resolute.Holding on till death to be rightto winat all costs.Not noticing the true costto her ravaged Soul.

I sat beside him as he cooled. I touched his hand and stroked his head. Death had come an hour before. They placed him on a hospital bed. I found him on the bathroom floor. There was no pulse or breathing sound. He collapsed behind the wooden door. There was nobody else around. I never got to say good-bye. When I found him he had expired. I had said mean things that day when understanding was required. I looked at his now...

I recently lost two relatives who I was not close to. I have also been thinking a lot about separation and the reasons behind it. This poem is about making amends and finding peace before it’s too late. Souls like lights, travel through space,Trails crossing, lighting the face,Of the beautiful world they roam,This rich and varied Earth called home.Each soul we touch with recognition,On our core leaves an impression.If we...

It is very painful in a sad ironic way, that what can hurt so badly is the thing one does not say. Those alive can hear tomorrow that which should be said. What was never spoken cannot be told to the dead. If you love in silence then love cannot shine its light. Making sure your dear one knows means fewer tears at night.

It’s time to stop being cute and coy and simply wish you Christmas joy because the day is rapidly approaching. May you smile at all the lights that brighten up the winter nights and I’ll stop being caustic and reproaching. Reindeer should not swear at elves. They should just be their furry selves. (I confess I wrote the swearing scene.) Policemen should not shoot till dead an innocent Mr. Potato Head. (My work again, so v...

Moonlit waves caressed the sand.She touched him with a delicate hand. She nestled up and pulled him near. What would unfold was perfectly clear. Afterward not a word was spoken. The perfect silence was never broken. They lay never more than an inch apart. She feared that he would break her heart. Eventually the sun arose. They both got up and donned their clothes. Still they didn’t try to talk. Hand in hand they began to...

Live  Don Abdul ©2005 ~~x~~ Life may be unfair Harsher in its judgement every passing year Loss of youth a great concern To those who hoarded that priceless gem Regret is for them You live but once So enjoy life, have fun by the tonnes For when the night comes Then aunts, uncles, dads and moms Shall wear their smiles, and their joy At memories of life’s little treasures, and lots to enjoy So you’re 55, Get off your fat bu...

In the abandoned building, amid the rubble, Abraham disrobes. His pale skin glows in the sun, his dark chest hairs protrude, accentuated by the shocking milkiness of his torso. He holds his hands high, grinning. Maggie unpacks their meager picnic scrounged from a recent dumpster dive. She arranges the slices of stale fruit bread using a plastic bag as a plate. As Abraham proudly displays his junk she throws back her prett...

No, I'm sorry, no. Deep in the deaf black nightI lay aloneIn a box, the emptiness crushes meThe hollow space stares at meDisappointed, tear filled eyes Reaching towards meIcy claws rip my heartThe past chills my veinsHope slips through my fingers as if it were sand Memories scream in my earsOnly my whispered sobbing would be heardThough no one is around to hear Scents surround meSweets baked too longEaster eggs not found...

For all my plans now laid to restand all my dreams once given testThere comes a time and wish that's bestForgotten and unsaidFor all my conduct ill-conceivedand all my sorrows ever grievedThere comes a time andwish believedRemembered yet unreadFor all my secrets unveiled to youand all my hopes yet to come trueThere comes a time and wish and hueShared but never shedFor all my feelings ever shownand all my doings never know...