Loss. Poems - Poems about Loss.

When I wake up in the morning I continue to lie down Over there a rain keeps falling Sounds of cars hiss all around Through the curtains morning’s better Motionless I watch its glow Rainy morning comes like letter With no content worth to show Morning headlines make me sad Instant coffee turns me on Off I go for wine and...

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I mend fence for a living, but I ain’t fixed the one that matters. The wire stretches out like a scar across this land, and most days, my hands don’t feel like mine anymore... callused, cracked, barbed wire bit deep across the knuckles, rosebush caught me reachin where I shouldn’t’ve. Still... none of it hurts like the hollowness in my chest where my little girl...

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A dress, tangerine fading into sunflower. We stand together, rooftop of a white concrete building. Higher than clouds, further than moon— she looks down, my eyes follow. Our gazes collide when they fall onto the mist pooling into swirls. I couldn't help but stare, on her porcelain cheeks, something sparkles—tears, but I cannot tell if they're from joy or devastation. I want to hold her— In...

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I escape to a shiny lake where waters are calmer, my mistakes are not raked and the nights are warmer. Without sting rays and cold-ness of days, This town is deserted buildings flood vacancies I dream of flirtation and of illumination, so much for singularity, bringing one to peace. Thoughts are floating like ashes in the summer. I begin playing, A lost & found harmonica....

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Infinite love Has come to an end The white dove? Its neck has a bend What was promised forever Did not last Continued for never And came in last Eight months To be continued Eight months You promised no issue You promised forever You promised always You promised to never But you did anyways I cannot be mad I could not do that to you But boy am I sad To watch what we...

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I woke up this morning from a dream. On the coffee table, I saw a magazine - my father's Field and Stream, and I remembered how he wanted to take me to a place he went with his own father in an earlier time and space, to nature's rugged, wild Elysian fields, where boys and men could bond, like a...

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I haven’t truly lived until now. I have been locked away for so long In a small room in a place that was never my home. Home is where you feel safe. My freedom without judgment is where I feel most safe, maybe that’s home. That’s how I feel now. Full throttle and no chain...

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After he died, I'm always drinking. After she died, I'm always smoking. Because what use is a life worth living If I cannot numb the grief I am feeling. After he died, I'm always wondering What could've been if everything was improving. After she died, I'm always being A better person for those worth loving. After he died, I was always crying About how...

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Silence is the absence of energy No vibration, movement, or synergy Nature muted, physics frozen Molecular loss of motion Stillness, cessation, yet more Peaceful quiet we adore Or the calm before the storm A meditation to perform Tranquility without a note No rhythm or tempo to denote Without melody or harmony A sad musical larceny No instrument, no voice to sing No string to pluck or bell to...

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Enough, he said with voice pitched low Enough for now, he whispered slow And curled in upon himself Having nothing left to show Knowing no one and nonself Enough, he cried though no one heeded Enough for now, as he retreated And left another piece behind Having no faith to be intreated Perceiving his own broken mind Enough, he proclaimed with a tremor Enough for...

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1091 days. I remember having covid lying lifeless on my couch. There was no recent thought of you, as your presence within my life, I had already been without. I was in so much physical pain. I had no idea that spiritual pain could cancel that out, breaking, and weakening every connection from me...

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Form: Englyn Unodl Union I touched a shadow and called it a flame, It smiled — but was the same. My scars whispered his name. Love left, but I still came. ...

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Let sail this doom and gloom Drinking gasoline with a blue lighter In the morning head up the gangplank The hours till I lay down is a lifetime I’ve become a child drunk on hydrocarbons How will I lay my aching head at night? Isn’t it how I’ll wake up young again? I’m a sailor heading to international waters Fuel in my belly...

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Dreams were shattered like glass shards, As innocent lives were pushed into the jaws of death. Some doctors, engineers, accountants, and bards, Extinguished were the candles of their breath. A wife was on her way to meet her spouse, While the daughters and sons aspired to study abroad, Alas! Fate destroyed someone's beautiful house, As the passengers were destined to embark...

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1946 United States authorities chose to exercise freedom of choice and forcibly relocated 167 Marshall islanders King Juda he agreed as their voice from Bikini Atoll east to Rongerik a small island which adequate resources lacked with the promise they would return so much for the U.S. Right of Freedom Act and with little regard to radiation or fallout the beautiful coral lagoon's sad...

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