Loss And Bereavement Poetry: Weep For A While

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The poem about loss and bereavement that follows came to me within an hour. I am not a poet! From time to time, however, rhyming verses appear in my mind with such lightening speed that I can barely get them down in time. This is what happened here. The entire first verse – which is about coping with grief – occurred to me instantly. As the result of a Tweet!
In reality, the words of comfort had probably been fomenting for more than a day, partly because this week was the anniversary of my daughter's death, and partly because yesterday I was commenting on the social networking site Informed Ideas For Writers – a LinkedIn group – about the pain and sorrow which seem to plague some people, interminably. Not, you understand, that I am condemning anyone. Grief and bereavement are not time-definitive: they last as long as they last.
But there is a sense in which we may not wish to let go. A sense in which each of us may contrive to envelop ourselves in our grief, in the way that a child hugs a comfort blanket to itself. And it’s not always healthy to do so!
I have written other poetry for bereavement but here I want to make a distinction. These verses are not intended to be exclusively for those who are left to mourn a death, but are meant to be comfort poetry for anyone suffering loss of any sort: be it job, marriage, home or financial security. My hope is that the pain and sorrow to which you have fallen victim will be healed in these words of comfort.
This is a work in progress. If you have suggestions to make to improve the verse, please let me know in the comment box below.
Comfort Poetry: Weep A While
Weep a while for what might have been
Let grief rest, but not nest, in your heart.
Then smile a while for all that went well,
And tell sorrow it’s time to depart.
For tears and grief, like a rising flood,
Will bear all that is past in their path.
Til their task is done and the rising sun
Brings new light in the night’s aftermath.
For from the ark, when dispelled is the dark,
Will appear, like a mountain, a peak.
So let sorrow take flight, like a dove on the wing,
To return with fresh hope in its beak.
Then look to the heavens for what’s yet to come
And trust that what’s gone is redeemed.
For the ark and the peak and the dove that is God
Offer more than you ever have dreamed.
DEALING WITH LOSS AND GRIEF
Thank you for reading this far. I hope you've found it helpful. If you've come to my website because you’re dealing with the loss of a loved one, and the struggle is overwhelming, do take a look at other related articles by clicking on the following links.
Dealing with the death of a loved one
The initial shock of losing someone you love: How to cope
Dealing with denial, grief and anger following
bereavement
Making funeral
arrangements
Do
grief and loss conform to a pattern?
Poetry
for grief: In the silence of friends
Bereavement poetry: Crossing the bar, by Alfred Lord
Tennyson
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Your Comments:
at 8:52pm
I really love what you have so far.
Thought I'd just pop in to say that.
at 7:39am
After reading this two or three times and thinking about the
wording a sense of peace envelops one. Lovely poem indeed.
at 8:16am
Thank you for the kind comments. What I'd like to hear is
how verse 3 line 2 might be improved. It's a bit clumsy as it
is.
at 11:51am
Purely a technical comment, this. You are striving to achieve a
poem that both scans and rhymes. But it does not scan. Try reading
it aloud and 'beating time' with a finger on the table;
you'll find it doesn't work.
Lovely thoughts, though.
at 6:31pm
Thank you Tracy, Margaret and Paul.
You're quite right, Paul, I did try beating time to see if
it scanned whilst I was writing it but - as I said - I'm not a
poet and evidently I don't have a good sense of rhythm
either.;)) Not only that, I now realise that the theology's not
very sound. P'raps I'd be better sticking to prose?
at 6:27pm
My favorite line is:
"For the ark and the peak and the dove that is God~
Offer more than you ever have dreamed."
Regret I think is the most haunting thing of all. It takes in
all that we dismissed when loved ones were alive or younger.
What you wrote 'about' your poem is to me personally as
if not more, haunting than the poem itself. It isn't that one
is better than the other, it is only that for me, it brought a
different "tear" of understanding. Sometimes I think
rhyming in a poem can be distracting. Not that it is in your poem
above mind you, I mean that in general. I think what you prefaced
your poem with, actually IS a poem. Your heart is more understood
in it and to me that is what poetry is all about.. unveiling the
heart. LOVELY though.. both efforts Mel.. LOVELY indeed. ~Kathy
(your Twitter friend, KathysArt)
at 6:29pm
Ahh I just wrote a comment.. Please tell me it only went to be
approved or not and did not just disappear. ~Kathy
Wonderful poem!
at 10:34pm
Kathy, that is so generous of you. I know you are a Real Poet,
so I value what you've said, enormously. Thank you dear
friend.
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