Posts tagged ‘grief’

August 17, 2018

Crying

by HemmingPlay

*Part of the “Saying Goodbye” collection to be published soon. 

Do you remember our babies’
crying through the night
with colic, red-faced, kicking,
little fists clenched, punching the air?
We took turns with
futile soothings,
new at this baby thing,
desperate to comfort, to
silence that infernal noise
so we could go to work
in a few hours and not
fall asleep in the elevator.

They didn’t seem to want
comfort, did they?

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June 25, 2018

Martian Sunset

by HemmingPlay

 

“Not again,” He saw the ignition begin behind her eyes. 

“God’s an amazing artist,” she said, gathering her righteous energies to spring into the “do you know Jesus? speech”. 

“I just said I’d seen a sunset as though it were for the first time. Don’t make this all about you.”

“But.. “

“No. Just don’t. I was trying to tell you something, and you were about to use my pain to evangelize. It’s selfish. It’s unworthy of you.”

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June 22, 2018

Summer Wars

by Renwick Berchild

The dust of Summer,
rubber, barbecue and
mT air that I beg might bring the rains, Neruda’s
gold ghost, Las Manos del Dia under an umbrella say
do I comprehend, how much it may mean
to meet a grizzled old tree
hale and green
after the many deaths
of teething Winter,
hollow poems
no justice
they cannot say,
Longfellow is out walking
my cautious light around the park.

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May 22, 2018

Father, Son, Stars, Loss (for Bobby)

by S Francis

I start to count them and stop
Not because there are too many
But because I cannot hold them
Accountable; the code sparkled
From their eternal glow calls
Me to be accountable to my life:

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May 15, 2018

He Rebuilds a Lost Sister

by S Francis

Lost in the supermarket
My special Lego creation
Lost somewhere between
Gummies and hot dogs.

Mommy looked all over
But can’t find it
It’s okay, I’ll build another.
I know I can build another one.

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May 13, 2018

One Prolonged Blast (for Grammy)

by S Francis

4 to 6 second pull on the ship’s whistle
Announces to others in the harbor
The romance of sea:

“Underway! Shift colors”

The Ensign now flaps from the mast.
Jack folded into a tight triangle
Stowed away until:

“Moored! shift colors.”

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April 16, 2018

Altered Carbon

by braveandrecklessblog

I pinned my phosphorus heart

to the crisp linen sleeve

of my mourning suit

where all could see

your initials

carved deep

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January 12, 2018

Unsettled

by Renwick Berchild

The misty ridden morning
waits like a pendulum in mid swing,
cross and blue, no longer alive,
leopard printed in death’s oily colors.

I untie the souls, with the windows
curving swards bent under the dewy dunes,
haled by dawn’s wet forehead,
no graves have been dug for this.

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October 31, 2017

The Reaper

by Charmed Chaos

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The Reaper

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Every moment we lose someone
We learn the meaning of sympathy
How grief will hurt and leave us undone
But in it’s place grows sweet empathy.

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October 4, 2017

Blinded by the Light

by braveandrecklessblog

night turned Armageddon

on a guitar pick

flashes easily mistaken for fireworks

eclipsed neon lights

further fall of civilization

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September 9, 2017

Charmed Life

by Charmed Chaos

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Charmed Life

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Early on in her innocence
Grief became her recompense
Easing the constant pain
Finding comfort yet again
In the sweetness of her tears.

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August 22, 2017

Cinquain: Troubles

by Charmed Chaos

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Cascade

Of misery

As I ache for your soul

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August 1, 2017

Tears

by braveandrecklessblog

Saline expressions

of ancient grief

crystalline drops

quiver

rest briefly

before slow roll down

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July 9, 2017

Weep Not

by Angela Umphers Rueger

Weep not, dear ones, for I’m not there
In casket cold or graveyard bare.

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July 3, 2017

THE BLACK HOLE

by idlebrain

 

It’s a black hole.

Inconspicuous,

yet there.

pulling you in

away from the Universe,

weighing you down

into a spiraling emptiness,

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June 28, 2017

Eclipse

by Charmed Chaos

Eclipse of Love

-Linda Lee Lyberg

The pain clouds
My weary brain
It rains
It rains
It rains

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June 26, 2017

Fly Away to Heaven

by Angela Umphers Rueger

“O that I had wings like a dove,
For then would I fly away and be at rest!”
Frequently I have yearned within my breast

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June 16, 2017

All That is Left

by braveandrecklessblog

achingly

sadness

feels like

drifting

like

falling

like 

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June 16, 2017

The Princess and Her Buddy

by Angela Umphers Rueger

There was a lovely princess
Who lived short time ago;

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May 24, 2017

A Suitable Period of Mourning

by braveandrecklessblog

I do not have a closet

full of mourning clothes

I have never

inked the names of my dead

on my tender forearms in black

in solemn homage

The list too long

my arms too short

to box with god

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May 14, 2017

Grief

by Charmed Chaos
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Grief
-Linda Lee Lyberg
Grief is a Tricky Thing
When you least expect it
There it is rearing its ugly head
Reminding you of the dead.

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May 11, 2017

Axe

by The Cheesesellers Wife aka Kim Whysall-Hammond

Tumbling memories
Stir forsaken emotions
Act as a cleaver

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February 11, 2017

My Heart Hurts

by 50djohnson

 

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The last few years have been strangely visited by the passing of so many friends, their parents, their spouses, their children, their best lifelong friends. When you go through such a loss it helps knowing you have friends, family, and God to turn to when the pain is overwhelming and just too much to bear.  However, there are many lonely nights where it is just you and God, sharing the burden of loss.

My Heart Hurts

Waking up this morning with life’s plans rolling along.

With children, family, and friends in their places where they belong.

Hearing that my cousin has cancer drove me to my knees in pain.

My friend called to say her granddaughter has a tumor on her brain.

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September 29, 2016

Shorn

by Morgan

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Shades of Light Drift on the Dawn
In a Tangled Web of Memory,
Where Ripples Touch what now is Gone
To Tantalize this Ache in me.

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September 27, 2016

Jaded

by Morgan

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In the darkness

Encircled by change and calamity

Perched upon the precipice with my gaze cast downward

Discovering the abyss

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September 11, 2016

In Quietness Be

by Morgan

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I will in Quietness Be,

Listening,

Remembering

Your Sweet Love for Me

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August 8, 2016

Crumpled Life

by Anita Lubesh

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Life becomes a cascading nightmare
eerily hushed when those severed tears are
free flowing.

Arms wrap around stained bundles
of ruby red wine, blue grass and lipstick
pink collars.

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June 17, 2016

The Dead Need Light

by HemmingPlay

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The dead need light,
(If they need anything at all, that is…)
As much as the living need music.

They crave the kind of light
That brings babies’ faces to mind again, and
Spring blooms, and waves dancing on a beach they once knew.

Eternity is a long, long time.
But still… they remember

The way the stars swept across
the sky on a clear night,
the way a bumblebee looks as it
lumbers around, amazingly.

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