Category: Grief
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“WHO ARE YOU?”
I am Kiddo, I am Sez, I am Bread and Water, I am my mother’s child and my father’s daughter, I am mum to Tally and Reecey-Breecey, I am wife to the only other man who sees me, I am exhaustion personified, anxiety made flesh, I am a girl who has more than once toed…
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Limits
It’s true what they say, that the mind is the limit,That any battles outside it are conquered within it,But any battles inside it can’t be conquered without it,Impossible, still, when each synapse is knouted. Each lash, a thief of perception so deathly defiant,Makes all the small things turn into great giants,So how do you fight…
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Confetti
Taken in.Scattered vim,Like confetti to the wind,Empty palmof sallow skin,Cold and thinfrom a tiredness that’s hunkered inthe very core of everything.What is this thing?Ephemera.Magician’s sin.No hint of paper left withinthis hollow tin.This wraith in skinand boneand two-bit grinis spirallingwhile the tricksy djinnwith Keyser Söze’s tricksy limbdances inthe coloursdancingonthewind.
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To My Children Not Yet Born
To my children not yet born;Goodbye.I will think of you,I will dream of you,I will miss you,I will mourn you,I will carry your silkenmemoriesin the furrows of my faceas I cry for you.Goodbye.To my children not yet born;I am sorry.I cannot be your mother,I cannot rock you,I cannot kiss your bruises,I cannot read you stories,I…
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Sailing
#NaPoWriMo Day Five Today’s prompt was to write a villanelle. It’s a poetic style that is completely new to me and involves repeating two lines in specific places in the poem. As you can see I am late with this one as I had to think on it for the entire day. I hope I…
grief, heartache, heartbreak, loneliness, love, love poem, love story, NaPoWriMo, nature, poem, poems, poetry, rhyme, sad, spring, villanelle -
Plasters
#NaPoWriMo Day Four Today’s prompt was to write a sad poem that uses simple language to convey strong emotion. The example poem used (sort of) iambic pentameter and rhyming couplets, so I too have incorporated those styles (sort of!) Also the topic I chose for today’s poem, knife crime, is close to my heart for…
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Can’t you see my happy face?
Can’t you see my happy face? I’m smiling, can’t you see? These are tears of joy, you know, Your blessings gladden me. Can’t you see my happy face? It’s the best news the world, I can’t wait to meet your little one, Whether boy or whether girl. (Can’t you see my empty space? The hole…
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Third of Three
I never met you, But I miss you, You don’t exist, But I kiss you in my dreams, I set aside a portion of my heart, Swaddled it in endless love, And engraved it with your name, But you never came to be, And so I miss you. Destined now to grieve eternally, For all…
dreams, grief, grieving, hurt, life, loss of a child, love, miscarriage, motherhood, mourning, pain, poetry, pregnancy, sadness -
Foreverie
Once upon the daylight blue, A longing was drawn in vivid hues, And sat lucid in her reverie, For times that she and he once knew. Painted on her memory’s eye, Thoughts flittered like a butterfly, They tickled at the brink of truth, And swaddled her mind in a dulcet lie. He no longer walks…
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Dawn Requiem
The night has taken me now and it is morning. A day of mourning. Your tears as dew drops on the blades of grass at dawn, Your sighs the gentle wind that dances with the trees, My funeral song resounding as the birds begin to sing. Remember me each day and I have not died…
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Angel at the Gates
Heaven opened it’s gates and God called for our angel to find her way home, A chorus rang out through our world, And she passed, finding peace never known. Then our angel, she stopped at the gates, She paused there with one step to go, She rested her hand on her heart and looked back…
Serena Malcolm 