Widowed Poems - Poems about Widowed

...Goodbye, Odie My little old cat is dying. His steps are awkward, eyes unfocussed and he cries when he can’t see me. I’m not sure I want to be in a world that doesn’t have my tabby Familiar. I......Read the rest...

...When death did us apart Inside the dirge, that hides behind the burial of the being, in the darkness of your iris, a harsh noise will cover the silence. How the sound of tears gives perm......Read the rest...

...In the cold draft of an empty morning, I sit widowed, engrossed in scattered thoughts, confused by tawny tunes of ticking time, knitting vague colors of changing seasons. In silence, my name re......Read the rest...

...People feel something lacking at their core and worry they are nobody, living meaningless lives. Depressives dwell on this existential dread (susceptible then to projecting it outward in paranoid ......Read the rest...

...She was little but oh so mighty She had to be From a family of fourteen Self preservation the key Left home at sixteen Joined the army Married at twenty four Widowed at thirty seven with a y......Read the rest...

...Nine-year-old Beth parked her red wagon and went inside to watch cartoons. Two hours later, she went back out. She and Mom had enjoyed taking Blair for a ride, along with Raggedy Ann and Andy. She......Read the rest...

...Memorial Day – 2023... origin of holiday Strong and brave men and women gave their level best crème de la crème strongest and bravest leaving grieving significant others with emotional agony......Read the rest...

...Lo, Meursault, the hero, of the novel, 'the outsider', Is spun by absurdity, like the web of a spider. Neither religion nor society does affect him, Nor does anything like Faith and Hope make hi......Read the rest...

...Fork git about spooner hiz ham And join (singing the words in the next paragraph) whether alone in a traffic jam basting, cooking, then eating a lamb prepared by thee missus a superb culinar......Read the rest...

...Edgy, I occupy myself with a book pretending the storm will veer away. But the rumbles get louder and the first blitz of lightning etches the black sky. New England summer storms sometimes blow ......Read the rest...

...In the Church, I met a woman quite old, Bending under the weight of years. I wonder what made her steal my attention. Was it her struggle to hold back her tears? Despite her frail stooping fig......Read the rest...

...God's grace is a wonderful thing it affects your right down deep inside showing how deep is God's love receiving it draws you to abide Experiencing this grace changed me having been widowed wa......Read the rest...

...How finely twilight applies lipstick to the sky! His brush touches each fold as the sky does shy. Eyebrows and eyelashes he so minutely paints, As though powerful prayers and blessings of the sai......Read the rest...

...After I came home from work one day, and sitting down for tea I looked out the window, and was surprised to see A person sitting out there, as if waiting for a bus The last one for the day had gon......Read the rest...

...A sweet, lonely lady of, perhaps, ninety-two Stared into my eyes as she nodded her head Squeezing my hand ever so tightly, she said, “You’re my kind of man. I suppose you’ll do!” I’......Read the rest...