Grief Journey Poems

Upon the cross, He hung in pain,  
His body broken, His spirit strained.  
The weight of sin upon His frame,  
In agony,...

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You left
After death
Knocked at your door
No need to say more.

We painfully grieved
We recited your poems.

We cried like grown kids
As you lay
Silently surrounded
By a dazzling array...

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You and Me

So many vehicles

So many journeys 

So many destinations

So many countries

Exploring life 

Side by Side

From teenagers to parents to retirees

Copious conversations

Decisions made

Disagreements

Abundant laughter

Grief

Rivers of...

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Winter whirling anxiety upon silent, shadows light sleeping from dawn to dusk.
Sky smudged in a raven haze, 
mist lining paths with a silver shade.
The emerald...

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Reluctant to leave the moments,
As illusive and threadbare as they’d become,
From handling them, manipulating…
Cloth and thread, almost like a seamstress,
Only my seams were roads traveled.

Some...

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The time that I spent dazed,
Now trapped in this downward maze,
I never looked for escape anywhere.

Every single step,
I didn't care for help.
I never looked for...

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I love Christmas
a special time
watching people smile
seeing children laugh
a blessing this year
in lieu of the grief
and illness around
we need to remember
it's a time to 
love...

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So few words, yet so full of meaning
An ache only heard by the believing,
So few words, yet so much inspiration,
Stirring up the world, never deceiving
So...

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There she was, silenced; in the hush of the night,
By nature's decree and the will of the almighty divine's right.
Upon the pyre, her form ablaze,...

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Balefire

What glory is a lighthouse with no storm to weather?
For there is no solace in harbouring a harpooned wanderer
Truth be told, I am the jaded...

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Like poets of old- writing is my life,
it removes the torment of this worlds stabbing knife;
and if this was my last poem I would be...

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Her blood was spilled,
Her heart is where the knife was sheathed,
Herself is who was killed,
She will be deeply grieved,
My life must be continued,
Even though her...

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There it was, just tossed aside.
The old suitcase
No more wanted or needed. 
But left. 
In the dust and dirt 
On the attic floor.
Remaining unopened for...

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The past washes over me in waves,
Leaves me dripping with grief,
I said I healed.
"But how much?" You ask.
"Because grief is a myriad of hurtful memories,
You...

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They tell me to put one foot in front of the other
But why should I do that when I don’t know where I’m going?
Maybe they...

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