Grief Kimo Poems
These Grief Kimo poems are examples of Kimo poems about Grief. These are the best examples of Kimo Grief poems written by international poets.
Grieving
in stark contrast to pastoral silence-
prolonged convulsive sobbing
of a distraught widow
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grief, sad,
Pain of Loss
In hibernation, like a polar bear
After the searing pain dulls
Bearable, day by day
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animal, emotions, grief, loss,
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She has breast cancer, malignant tumor
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angst, cancer, death,
Pray, I Can Love Again I am feeling the deep pain of my loss,
my little pet meant so much;
now, I have emptiness.
My heart is breaking and I need a hug,
but...
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death, encouraging, grief, hope,
Safely Coccooned
He stayed safely cocooned in man-made fort,
Year after year, to protect
His heart from un-carings.
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grief, growing up, my
SWAYING
always from one extreme to the other
caught in ambiguity
change for the sake of change
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change, conflict, grief, growth,
RifeEvery day I shout into the darkness.
A thousand voices answer,
but none of them is yours....
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absence, blue, dark, grief,
timeTime flies, we stay
Biding sorrow, grief,
What remains:
No do. No go.
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grief, voyage,
Captcha WDM
When I go to see you I walk with tears,
Down a long road to your tomb.
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grief,
on a mossy stone . . .
father does not see my mournful sad tears,
that fall on a mossy stone;
oh my broken heart bleeds . . .
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March 1, 2015...
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father, grief,
My Broken Heart
Father does not see my mournful sad tears,
that fall on his mossy stone,
Or that my heart still bleeds . . .
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June 4, 2014
Poetry/Kimo/My Broken...
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father, grief,
The Window
reluctantly I look through the window
children playing, their laughter
refreshes memories
hanging in the closet a little coat
its owner no longer plays
pain her new companion
Barbara Gorelick
THROUGH MY...
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child, grief,
Fertile DreamingI saw her prior to the night
Many nights before
In the cold dimness of the light
Right outside her door
Nor for rejection could I speak
Too thirsty my...
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childhood, fantasy, lost, lost,
Morning GriefEach night he is stout, imperishable
Conviction built of granite
When he awakes… sheer gloom
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Categories:
depression,