Michael. I’m truly sorry
so soon you had to go
But today you are walking
on streets of pure gold.
You had done your best,
while here on this earth,
Jesus took you home with him,
for a much greater work.
You left a real nice mansion
in Southern France.
Only to gain a new one,
across the Crystal Sea.
I know you thrilled the Angels
when you sailed through the gates,
But there’s no one here on earth,
to ever take your place,
Because he loved you so,
God softly took you home,
So you could keep on singing,
around his Golden-Throne.
But down here on this earth,
you’ll for ever live on
And we’ll keep on playing,
your beautiful songs.
© Fabienne, France
The New Messiah
Guiding us
with the roll of your head,
the fluid sidle of your hips.
Eyes closed, smirk in place,
you move us with the slightest gesture.
Allowing us to cover you
with our touches,
with the warmth of our adoration.
Granting us pleasure
with the touch of your hand.
Encouraging our love
with your appreciation.
You stage dive
into a sea of your disciples.
You anoint us
and we swear to spread the word.
Shedding the trappings of society
you keep us screaming for more
and more and more and more
and . . . GOD . . .
there can never be enough!
Sleepless nights are our future
as we wish and hope and dream,
and wait.
We wait,
knowing there will be more.
Suffused with new life
we must return to Monday,
but with a secret wisdom.
Knowledge that after dark lies light,
the light of our new messiah.
© Jennifer E. Gladis, 8-25-97
Percy’s Cloud
On the death of Michael Hutchence /
Nov. 22, 1997
you think I am gone,
but I am with you forever
in every passionate rainbow,
in all that is music
there is life
there is thought
there is art
embrace all that is beautiful,
for it is holy
my spirit, my soul is in every memory
in every idea
One world, one heart
where pain is forgotten,
hope is unnecessary,
and love awaits
give yourself to dance
for therein lies the secret
feel the energy in every cell
and pray it never stops
I give myself to you,
for the saving of your souls
take my gift and run
run to the ends of time
then start all over again
I promise I’ll see you soon
maybe in your eyes,
maybe in your heart,
forever in your dreams
© Jennifer E. Gladis, 11-22-97
Cut the red roses down
Scream without a sound
Walking all around
Looking for a ground
Keep your heart alive
Not just for today
Far from this room
Looking for your way
We all know
Now you¥re free
Singing with angels
Ashes against the wind
© Michael Wolfgang, November 22, 1999
Spread your wings and glide,
To highest possible peak,
You are one of the children now,
Free from harm,
Free from all that is bad,
Ready to take that flight,
For the next adventure,
Is yet to come,
Where you will be joined,
By angels of the son,
Be careful on this journey,
You have new things to see,
New things to venture,
This may scare you some,
I think that you will see,
The freedom that awaits you,
Through the golden gates of clear,
Take these messages of sorrow,
And turn them into peace,
You are now the shining star,
For all of us too see,
The star that we will wish upon,
On the nights that we feel alone,
The nights that we will dream of you,
To share and to hold in our hearts,
Take to the sky *Michael*,
It is your turn to shine,
Shine above the rest,
You were the only one,
The one that knew you best,
The others will see you again,
In time and in space,
Giving us such great reward,
We will never forget your face,
The time that you gave us your all,
Was the best that we ever embraced,
We were truly amased and blessed,
To of known you in this place,
In our minds and soul’s,
We’ll remember your grace,
Take to the sky *Michael*,
We’ll meet again in time,
Until then my sweet,
I toast and drink to you,
With these tears of mine…….
*We miss you Michael*
© Shannon, Phoenix, Az.
A Poem for Michael and Everyone…
Felt the world stop spinning on the day you died,
And I cried a million tears from my saddened eyes,
The sky that night seemed darker, much more still,
As a million stars went out, they just lost their will.
I thought what must have been on your mind,
How and why had the world be so rough and unkind?
But you were done with shouting, had no voice to shout,
So sad to think this was your only way out.
Thousands who loved you could just not conceive,
Why you felt the burning desire to leave,
I couldn’t shake it or lose it from my head,
For the tears and grieving all over the world now you are dead.
But time creeps on slowly and wounds do heal,
And once again broken hearts begin to feel,
The joy you gave us, your smile, your fun,
And those words filled with warmth like the summer sun.
I felt the earth start spinning once again,
Can listen to your laughter, a sound like rain,
The sky tonight looks brighter, much more still,
As a millions stars shine for you with all of their will.
© Caz, Woking, Surrey, UK