Bereavement

What has helped you through grief or a particularly challenging time? For me, it’s writing.

Very few people have ever read my poetry. It’s my great intimacy. But right now, I can find no other way to express the events and emotions of the last few days. Shirley’s death clings to my soul in a cloud of words and fractured details. And it is Poetry Month, after all, so I’m going to face my fears and let the words escape the page.

I’ve been on this bereavement roller coaster before, and I know there will be many dips and turns in the days to come, but this is my current state of mind (and grief), as only my heart can tell it.

Bereavement

The Reality

The ultimate loss achieved.

The shadow of a life well lived, done.

To feel deprived of someone.

The empty weight of being bereaved.

The Dream

The vision woke my sleeping heart.

Impending death was mine to tell.

Oh, she knew it all too well.

And had her own message to impart.

The Shock

The children played, splashing, games.

Then the wet chill. The sun, dull.

Driving home, the fated call.

Through the phone, she whispered his name.

The Storm

Memories of others flooding in.

But this time, a heart break, a choice.

Last request. Century voice.

Lightening storm echoes her midnight end.

The Motions

Cross-country scramble to share

Preparations, detour feelings.

Ignore grief, turn to dealings.

Mourning on the wings of morning air.

The Emptiness

A stripped hollow of a soul

Where hot emotions should run wild.

Attend to the family and the child.

Tread carefully around the hole.

The Remnants

Her home. Final threads to tie.

A letter in the entry way.

A last note to us to say,

“Thank you,” a cleverly sealed goodbye.

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