grief poems

Wonder Lady | Ivan Jenson - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Wonder Lady | Ivan Jenson

Everybody seems so young
ever since you became
every age you ever were
in my memory…
aging sons and elderly
mothers share coffee
at Starbucks
shooting the breeze
killing time…
I never knew what to say
to you
and I admit
I grew tired of the fact
that you were mostly made
of long winded
shallow-breathed stories
and lore
and little more
and how life to you
was once one big communist
party
back when you stood up
to the man
and felt lucky
that your oldest son
my brother
was 4-F
and never
had to serve in Vietnam
I’m not sure if I can do this
without your left wing bravado
but who knows…
maybe I can

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For You | Stan Morrison - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

For You | Stan Morrison

how long is sadness supposed to last
when can longing yield to a new love
when will these dark clouds evaporate
into gossamer moons in a starry sky
and the weather forecast signal spring

as long as I sign up too be inspired
and delight in the effort of being
as long as chances for still chase me
as long as my shell remains permeable
whenever I surrender to your embrace
while I am helplessly lost in the moment

Time to Get Crack-a-Lacking on That Grief of Yours | Paul Tristram - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Time to Get Crack-a-Lacking on That Grief of Yours | Paul Tristram

Stop trying to fight the flood,
damming that river of anguish
twisting through
your heartbroken soul.
To ‘Feel’ is to ‘Heal’
it’s all but a small step
up a bigger staircase.
A universal suffering…
which we all connect to at times
upon this haphazard road of life.
Cry… cry again… then some more,
absorb… release… purify.
Cast your unneeded anger
to the howling winds,
it’s merely road-blocking
your better, brighter emotions.
Luck and light return often
just as quickly and unexpectedly
as they both depart.
In your darkest hour,
cruellest corner…
be nice to yourself,
remember when the mirror
beamed brilliantly back at you
and hide not away from the New Dawn.
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Opening | Clara Burghelea - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Opening | Clara Burghelea

A mother wound
lives under the skin.
Raw at first,
throbbing less in time.
It dwells into other losses
of the tongue
that grew mute, unraveled,
the morning sounds
of night-shift cracking bones,
damp cloth on feverish foreheads,
eggplant salad, complicit smiles.
A language of lacks, body as implement.
Slowly, one poem bears the next,
descending the page like a string tie.
At the end of the day, I weigh
the unsaid, the misspelt, the in-betweens.
The poem cracks. On the page,
the learned foreign letters
give pain a loud, bearable voice.
The wound tingles, the words breathe.
One dying leaves room for poetry.
Many other deaths follow.

Complicated Grief | Bonnie Burka Shannon - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Complicated Grief | Bonnie Burka Shannon

I struggle
Oh how I struggle
Only a few
Understand
Casual friends
And colleagues say
I’m sorry
For your loss
But the real loss
Started long ago
At birth
I think
I wanted someone
To adopt me
Because I knew
I had been dropped
Down the wrong chimney
I need to
Mourn her
But anger remains
Because I cannot
Be sorry
For my loss
At the beginning
Don’t be sad for me
Now

Absence | JD DeHart - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Absence | JD DeHart

This is the place where loss was
Where your eyes cast doubts and streaks
Why do people write about death?
It is the great problem
And what is literature but a movement
To solution through etched exploration.
This is the place where grieving was
All my convenient answers sloughed off
Useless reptile layer
The sum total of action was to listen.
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Hellove | Michael Angel Loayza Jr. - Contemporary Poetry Website Featuring Notable Poems

Hellove | Michael Angel Loayza Jr.

Waiting to die –
That’s what heartache feels like,
It’s a frozen block of time
And an absence of the mind –
I’m not living nor am I dying
But my eyes constantly feel like crying;
Solitude has become a prison
And my favorite world,
The one I live in,
Has been covered in frosted dew –
It’s a dense haze because that’s all I choose to see,
So I cling to soulful words to possibly set me free;
I’ve been struck by abrupt pain
And vividly remember the pouring rain;
But in a sense,
I’m doing just fine;
With perpetual patience
The sun will again shine.

More at http://www.mikeloayza.com/.

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