Best Grieving Poems

Behold Death

Behold Death in your loving arms.
Embrace it as you would the loved
one who passed…entering another 
realm, as they are still hovering near
and can hear,...

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It starts with only one -
one like me
a melancholy migrant
from the immortal part of her
to the locus of her physical being --
the center of her...

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To do justly in a world of injustice,
to love mercy though wanting revenge, 
to walk humbly through forests of arrogance,
to speak softly and not to...

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The moon dances 
on lonely nights,
to astral beams of
the clear quartz milky way~
I lay in an olive meadow
designed in fragrant
promises,
hidden between thorns 
and thistles disguised
as...

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In the silent breathing of night,
treading through 
the darkness and the hush
(A heavy band of slave)
like black ants snaking
through the forlorn distance.
Grieving with tears
Of yesterdays...

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Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse
are painted on walls of green.
A maple crib stands in the corner.
It's a picture perfect scene.

There is only one thing...

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I wait—

here I wait
for white magic reverie
to embrace me   free me

here I wait—
an hourglass full
of leopard-print thoughts 
sugar-granular-musings spill
the beginning to the end...

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What if love is the religion,
and heaven a voice 
with no ego; 
synchronized in 
harmonious hope,
speaking dialects
of kindness?
What if hell is a myth, 
and evil...

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  Up until the summer of 1999, I only knew of the words "Jesus."
  I knew what was being taught in church.
 ...

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"Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood." 
Ralph Waldo Emerson

In this performance we call life,
my spirit searches for an...

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A Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates...

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The widow among roses,
though a scent so sweet 
she smells to near smile,
how red the vibrance of life
and soft the petals caress
her lonely cheek,
she remembers...

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angel wings

With every breath I take my body aches, 
When I lie in bed I feel my insides hurting.
With every reminder brings me pain.
No more...

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POTW 22rd April 2018

 To right the wrongs of love no flawless gauge exists 
Though visions unfulfilled can leave one bereft
With tears of remorse for...

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There they were, in the center of
our asphalt cul-de-sac street
circled around their dead companion,
four common myna birds, holding
their own semblance of a funeral.
I slowly backed...

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