Best Sorry For Your Loss Poems
Listening for whispers from beyond the grave.
So hard to hear for the mortality slave.
Wind blows a chill thru the winters trees.
Hands clasped in prayer I'm on my knees.
Denial on my lips disbelief in my heart.
Scared and alone my world torn apart.
A pastor speaks standing beside you.
I know you're gone but don't want it to be true.
Who are these strangers standing around.
Inch by inch you're lowered into the ground.
Everyone says, " I'm so sorry for your loss. "
Can't they see I'm on an ocean that I can't cross.
If I close my eyes and listen really hard.
I can hear you say, " go play but stay in the yard."
Memories hurt Mom and I don't want to cry.
Please don't go I don't want you to die.
I know I can't stop it there's nothing I can do.
You'll just have to live on in my memories of you.
Now I have to find a way to be strong and brave.
Keep listening for whispers from beyond the grave.
Written on 3/24/16
Dear Connie
We’re sorry for your loss and broken heart
There are no words to soften such a blow
This life can be hard and tear us apart
We are here for you, I thought you should know
You have our prayers and our thoughts as well
We will share with you, your burden and pains
We now mourn with you as our tears will tell
His memory shines even when it rains
Each night before bed, keep one thing in mind
Memories will live with every breath
Keep them in your heart and easy to find
He will be remembered long after death
May your heart find peace from the Lord above
We are the poets who send you our love
My heart was in such pain
I felt like I was going to go insane
I just don't know what to do
And my eyes full of tears that distort my view
I fell to my knees and felt the urge
My muscle tighten and pin needles struck me like a surge
My body was warm and with feelings so confused
My mind felt sadness had fused
I could not conquer my fears
I just sat down and fell into tears
When some close to you passes on
It felt like a warmth has gone
So I raised my hand towards a box that was empty with no tissue
I first was embarrass and had a little bit of issue
All my friends hugged me and said sorry for your loss
So now I cry in my bed and toss
April 14, 2013
My Dad, a pretty ordinary man,
Suddenly taken by a heart attack.
People are offering all that they can,
Cakes and hot casseroles we do not lack,
Hard to believe the whole town has our back.
Their kindness seems to be never ending
The new normal of mine just keeps bending,
Focus seems to be on us completely,
Thoughtfulness and support, all are sending,
Comments of sympathy made so sweetly.
Sorry for your loss, just how old was he,
Using this information did matter.
I reply he was almost eighty-three,
The mood changes, I hear idle chatter.
Suddenly I feel a great deal sadder,
Death is simply another part of life,
You should be grateful and not feel such strife.
He was old, did not suffer, I was told,
My heart bleeds after the cut by this knife.
Judging approval of death by age --- cold.
Written July 27, 2012
For Cyndi MacMillan’s contest
“Do You Understand”
Won 3rd place
Familiar faces, in the saddest of places
A hug and an "I love you"
A few more wrinkles, still the same old twinkles
As we talk about yesterday's news
The bitter taste of death, take a deep breath
With every handshake, a wet tissue
We watch the parade, behind dark shades
The file stops to admire the view
The sweetest of tears, wash the dust from the years
"It's so sad. I'm sorry for your loss."
"A second mother to me," "Like a sister, was she."
As the sugar gets spilled then tossed
But this life is fleet and always bittersweet
We learn, to roll with the flow
The older we get, the less we regret
'cause how sweet, the bitterness grows
by Daniel Turner
July 29 2017
Dangerous Mind
The mind is a most dangerous thing,
Forcing memories into replay,
Endless relived moments drowning bring
Snippets in time more real than today.
Paralyzing sadness is trouble
Which the mind needs to be addressing.
Before I died inside, I really tried.
The sleepless mind toys with our heartstrings,
Always knowing our loved one can’t come back.
‘Sorry for your loss’ causes cringing,
Tearful anger and urge to attack.
Remembering makes sadness double,
Sharp edged memories, full of longings.
Why drive to survive, living isn’t alive.
The mind is also a tricky thing,
Lulling into complacency when
Life together starts out with a ring.
Daily work and play begin to blend
Into a wonderful, safe bubble
That protects against everything.
Love is giving a life worth living.
The unhappy mind prevents planning
For a future without one to love,
Alone, unsafe, fruitlessly scanning
Every crowd for my dearest dove.
Real life bursts that beautiful bubble,
And now frightened by everything.
Looked everywhere on Earth for her.
The mind needs a sense of belonging,
Not at all happy being alone. Minds together sing dreams that take wing,
Unsatisfied by just talk on phone.
The mind stings by the urge to cuddle
That knick-knacks and holidays still bring.
Be kind to the mind by living to love.
July 27, 2019
A Great Loss
You have a great loss that
Seems to bring you down
I am sorry it hurt so much
And I couldn’t be around
I know that he loved you
No matter what the cost
It’s been a long ride
And I am sorry for your loss
He took a great part with him
The morning he slipped away
Joy will return to your life
This I always pray
When you fall asleep at night
His visions fill your head
And tears flow silently
As you lay there in your bed
It’s a sad time for you as
You think on this great loss
Remember Jesus feels your pain
The day he paid the cost
I know you feel empty
Like there is no tomorrow
I will help you bear your pain
And help you share your sorrow
Tomorrow is a new day
It shines bright as the stars above
Remember the joy he gave you
And never forget his love
Jesus love will always cover you
Like a winter’s frost
Take care my dear friend
And I'm sorry for your loss
It's been weeks, but you, Royal and Linda have been on my mind...
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If only I could find the words
to comfort your grieving hearts,
I would gather them all up,
put them in a box
and wrap it up all pretty,
even put a blue plush unicorn on top.
HUG it.
then send them to you...
Sadly I don't :(
I know words sometimes aren't enough.
When one loses someone they love, does one ever heal?
I think I lied in my other poem, saying that time can heal.
I don't feel it fully can.
When you lose someone who's been in your heart,
that hole can never be patched up...
I see it as being kept in a chamber of your heart,
A place where maybe you alone can reach.
Share that pain, and as hard as it may seem,
please take comfort to know that Bael is loved.
He shares your hearts, beats through you, it would be impossible
that he didn't feel that love.
Continue sharing that love, and he lives on.
I truly believe in this, and I am hoping that even in some
tiny way, you can seek comfort knowing that he knew, he Felt
how loved he is.
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Linda, I hope you don't mind me using "Soul Dropper"
That was the term you used in one of my poems from way before,
when you told me about what happened, it felt like a part of my soul
dropped for you...
Again, I'm just truly sorry for your loss and this is one of the best ways
I can express it right now.... God bless you both and your family.
04122013
“I’m sorry for your loss,” you say
As if those words make it okay
Well it’s NOT okay, I’M NOT OKAY
Nothing will ever be the same!
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t drink
All I can do is think think THINK
About how she’s gone and never coming back
But she can’t be gone; she’s my other half!
How could this happen on our wedding day?
She never had a chance to proclaim
“I do!”
A heart attack at 32
32!
Our life together, an unraveled spool
Gone, before it began –
Why God, did this have to happen – to me, to us?
How could You take someone I LOVE so much?
Tell me WHY, what was the point -
Why her, why NOW? I’m going crazy
Trying to figure it out!
She was my world, my life, my reason to live
And You took her, YOU TOOK HER
And left me like this –
With a HOLE
Like the Grand Canyon
Inside my soul
Why did You take her and leave me alone?
Why won’t You answer? I deserve to know!
She was my home, my HOME, and You left me
A L O N E
You had to know this would rip me to bits -
Thanks a lot, for the WORST WEDDING GIFT!!!!
6/27/12
for the "If I Had a Broken Heart" Contest
Sara lived across from a large cemetery;
So, many sad processions she had seen;
But one gray and foggy morning
One like no other made an eerie scene.
Driving slowly was a long, black hearse;
But then, following right behind, another.
Followed by a woman with a huge dog on a leash.
Draped in black, she was someone’s wife or mother.
Then Sara noticed a long line of mourners,
All in black; and following in single file.
Suddenly, she realized they were all women;
And that brought just a hint…a glimmer…of a smile.
Compelled, Sara hurried through the mist.
She just had to know the story.
Just what had happened to these two people
That sent them to their glory?
She walked beside the woman with the dog;
Apologized for her uninvited intrusion.
“I’ve lived here for years, but seen nothing like this.
Please, explain. Give clarity to my confusion.”
“The first hearse carries my husband.
This dog was his demise.”
“I’m so sorry for your loss” said Sara.
A tear came to her eye.
“But what about the second hearse?” she asked.
“That would be his girlfriend…yes, it’s true.
She thought she could help his situation,
But the dog killed her too.”
“Oh, how sad” Sara muttered.
As they slowly walked through the fog.
“But then, who are all these ladies who mourn?”
“They’re not mourning. They want to borrow the dog.”
Cold, a killing cold
is the best defense against aliens.
And viruses, bacteria are our friends.
Perfect rest, perfect motion.
Another autumn, another election.
So aimless and sublime.
Back and forth, forth and back.
Rock and roll, spoon and bowl.
Jove is so damn jovial!
Summer morning, rabbit in my garden.
Let it be or send a warning.
Let the rabbit eat my peas.
When a coffin starts walking and talking
and directing traffic—when there's a dragon
in your supermarket aisle—
Few things are more infuriating
than being addressed as Sir
when police threaten or use force.
Your call is important to us
repeated repeatedly while bad music
distracts from the first snowfall or blackbird calling.
God bless America gets me, too
and Thank you for your service
We’re sorry for your loss—the less said the better.
A blank page, mirror of my day—time unopened.
A lightning strike so loud
I rolled out of bed and praised the lord.
The loss of a child, can be quite hard, to bare,
it’s just not the natural order and it will never seem fair.
Our children are everything, we give them our all.
They get every hug and kiss, and we pick them up when they fall.
I remember a little boy who I have not seen, in quite a while.
His laugh was infectious and I can still see his smile.
He is now a grown man, but that is not what I see.
I just see that little boy, laughing and smiling back at me.
He was a part of something special, a family that I love and adore.
They helped mend my broken heart, and never shut their door.
Weekends at the lake and holidays spent in their home,
in my hour of need, they made sure that I was never alone.
No greater love have I seen, in all my days,
than that of this family, with their kind and generous ways.
It’s been twenty-five years since this young boy was born,
I am sorry for your loss, and now with you I will mourn.
Old poem:
Sorry for Your Loss
“I’m sorry for your loss,” you say
As if those words make it okay
Well it’s NOT okay, I’M NOT OKAY
Nothing will ever be the same!
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t drink
All I can do is think think THINK
About how she’s gone and never coming back
But she can’t be gone; she’s my other half!
How could this happen on our wedding day?
She never had a chance to proclaim
“I do!”
A heart attack at 32
32!
Our life together, an unraveled spool
Gone, before it began –
Why God, did this have to happen – to me, to us?
How could You take someone I LOVE so much?
Tell me WHY, what was the point -
Why her, why NOW? I’m going crazy
Trying to figure it out!
She was my world, my life, my reason to live
And You took her, YOU TOOK HER
And left me like this –
With a HOLE
Like the Grand Canyon
Inside my soul
Why did You take her and leave me alone?
Why won’t You answer? I deserve to know!
She was my home, my HOME, and You left me
A L O N E
You had to know this would rip me to bits -
Thanks a lot, for the WORST WEDDING GIFT!!!!
morphed into tanka:
Dear God
How could you take my bride on
our wedding day?
She was my heart, my SOUL -
I DO believe I HATE YOU
for Debbie's metamorph contest
Debbie, I hope you will see my tanka as modern. I know that there are usually no caps, but rules can be broken and they were done for effect.
WHAT'S WITH ALL THE HATRED?
I HAVE TO WONDER WHY
WHY DO POLITICIANS
ALWAYS HAVE TO LIE?
I UNDERSTAND OUR SOVEREIGNTY
I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE LIES
IT ALWAYS LEADS TO ONE MORE QUESTION
THAT QUESTION IS ALWAYS WHY
WHAT'S WITH ALL THE SECRECY?
WHAT IS THERE TO HIDE?
DID THE PRESIDENT REALLY SELL US OUT?
OR IS THAT ANOTHER LIE?
WHY IS WAR IMPORTANT?
IT ONLY MAKES ME CRY
SORRY FOR YOUR LOSS MY FRIEND
SOUNDS LIKE ANOTHER LIE
WE'RE ENCOURAGED TO KEEP THE COUNTRY MOVING
NOW OUR TAX IS HIGHER
YOUR MANIPULATED BY SYSTEM
TO BELIEVE THAT I'M THE LIAR
I didn't know you,
I'm sorry for your loss, dear,
I don't have the clue,
But know everything's clear,
No, you don't want me to fear,
Hope to see you soon.