Poetry In Grief Rememberace And Love
hi my friends i thought i would open up this thread for poetry we have one for music (suggestive listening) and poetry enters our soul just the same sometimes when we are grieving it's not always the poetry that inspires us to accept our loss we want to read i know some of the saddest poems have helped me it's good to weep over words and music so it will be mixed i will add poems my friends have written and posted and put them on here i do hope some of you will write your own poetry it doesn't have to be a work of art it may help you as you go through this dreadful grief to write down what is in your heart you can dedicate it to your loved ones in heaven
my love goes out to you all x
A shadow of joy flickered; it is me. I told you I wouldn't leave.
My memories, my thoughts are imbedded deep in your heart.
I still love you.
Do not for one moment think that you have been abandoned.
I am in the Light. In the corner, in the hall, the car, the yard ~
these are the places I stay with you.
My spirit rises every time you pray for me,
but my energy comes closer to you.
Love does not diminish; it grows stronger.
I place our memories for you to see.
We lived in our special way, a way that now has its focus changed.
I am in the Light.
As you struggle to adjust without me, I watch silently.
Sometimes I summon up all the strength of my new world
to make you notice me.
Impressed by your grief,
I try to impress my love deeper into your consciousness.
You should know that the fountain of youth does exist.
My soul is now healthy.
Your love sends me new found energy.
I am adjusting to this new world.
I am with you and I am in the Light.
Please don't feel bad that you can't see me.
I am with you wherever you go.
I protect you, just as you protected me so many times.
Talk to me and somehow I will find a way to answer you.
my beloved wife my presence will always be with you.
I am learning to help wherever you are, wherever I am needed.
This can be done because I am in the Light.
When you feel despair, reach out to me. I will come.
Finish your life with the enthusiasm and zest that you had
when we were together in the physical sense.
You owe this to me, but more importantly,
you owe it to yourself.
Life continues for both of us.
I am with you because I love you
and I am in the Light.
Last edited by hazelharris : February 18th, 2014 at 18:11.
Footsteps of Angels
When the hours of Day are numbered,
And the voices of the Night
Wake the better soul, that slumbered,
To a holy, calm delight;
Ere the evening lamps are lighted,
And, like phantoms grim and tall,
Shadows from the fitful firelight
Dance upon the parlor wall;
Then the forms of the departed
Enter at the open door;
The beloved, the true-hearted,
Come to visit me once more;
He, the young and strong, who cherished
Noble longings for the strife,
By the roadside fell and perished,
Weary with the march of life!
They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so meekly,
Spake with us on earth no more!
And with them the Being Beauteous,
Who unto my youth was given,
More than all things else to love me,
And is now a saint in heaven.
With a slow and noiseless footstep
Comes that messenger divine,
Takes the vacant chair beside me,
Lays her gentle hand in mine.
And she sits and gazes at me
With those deep and tender eyes,
Like the stars, so still and saint-like,
Looking downward from the skies.
Uttered not, yet comprehended,
Is the spirit's voiceless prayer,
Soft rebukes, in blessings ended,
Breathing from her lips of air.
Oh, though oft depressed and lonely,
All my fears are laid aside,
If I but remember only
Such as these have lived and died!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Waving Her Last Goodbye
Iíve seen so many people pass
Gets hard to watch them go
Some used to be friends from my past
Some were others that I just know
I wish that I could have touched her
All I could do was watch her die
I sit and look at her picture
Then I break down and cry
She was just a few yards from me
Why didnít they let me go
Three of them held me back
As she raised her arm so slow
I knew she was reaching for me
But they didnít seem to understand
With her last breath she was looking for him
But the three were holding back her man
If I could just have touched her
And kissed her pretty face
And told her to be waiting
In Heavenís most holy place
One day Iíd be sure to follow
When itís my turn to say goodbye
Now inside I feel so hollow
And thereís nothing left to do but cry
I picture in my mind
Tenderly stroking her face and hair
And whispering ever softly
My love, one day I will be there
On that morning when I finally got to you
All I could do is stare disbelievingly and cry
Never got to hold you one last time
They held me back as you waved your last goodbye
Oh Father, so much anger
Oh Father, so much pain
That day the tears were pouring faster
Like downpours in a thunderstorm of rain
Lord Jesus, I know sheís with you
As you sent your answer to me with your love
A double rainbow sent with love, itís true
Sent by your hand from up above
Lord Jesus, I still miss her
I can still feel the softness of her hand
I see the nighttime walks we took together
You just knew she loved her man
So proud was I of her
She was my best friend in my life
So smart and yet so childlike
That was the girl I called my wife
One minute she was so innocent
Another, so funny and naÔve
I know Heavenly Father where she was sent
Because I know that she believes
I know that you allowed her
That rainbow so vivid in the sky
A sign shouted out loud by her
As She Waved Her Last Goodbye
Because her manís heart was broken
In a million pieces on that day
Jesus, always ever faithful
Held my hand as I sobbed away
Oh Lord, how can I ever thank you
What are the words to say
Lord, I still sin, we both know itís true
But you still love me anyway
Father God, thank you for your Son
Jesus, thank you for all you ever gave
Such courage, you died for all of us
Our sins perish, our spirits forever saved
To this day I still remember
To this day I still do cry
I remember Tammy and my love together
And how you allowed Our Last Goodbye
Break, Break, Break
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Break, break, break,
On thy cold gray stones, O Sea!
And I would that my tongue could utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
O, well for the fisherman's boy,
That he shouts with his sister at play!
O, well for the sailor lad,
That he sings in his boat on the bay!
And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!
Break, break, break
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea!
But the tender grace of a day that is dead
Will never come back to me.
Love is eternal
LOVE IS ETERNAL though their body may die
they remain in your soul forever nearby
LOVE IS ETERNAL not just a hug and a kiss
love is a deep ocean for those that we miss
LOVE IS ETERNAL from heaven still shines
a pure deep emotion a thread to us binds
LOVE IS ETERNAL saying no in the face of their death
we would sacrifice all give them our last breath
LOVE IS ETERNAL though the body may bend
when we go from this earth our love does not end
LOVE IS ETERNAL though apart does not cease
love is the one thing we'll never release
LOVE IS ETERNAL like the tides of the sea
flows out up to heaven and ebbs back to thee
tribute to a friend by david suter
A silver tear skipped crystal clear,
a Friendly memory leaked out again.
some sounds of youth,when new was truth,
and everyday carved who we are....
before the thoughts of loss we bear,
when friendships bond with smiles to wear,
when distant age seemed far away,
like bricks pressed from the virgin clay,
stacked and stretched in rows as walls,
as weathered years now later calls,
a bond with life in that we trust,
one day retuning to earths dust,
when faces gather now in rows,
in thoughtful prayer and best dark clothes,
and with their love an angel grows
to fly a dance of youth once more,
towards the arms of hundreds more
who smile to greet this seed in wings
and the freedom that it brings..
no more tears of earthly dew ,
in heavens warmth forever YOU...xx
Last edited by hazelharris : March 17th, 2014 at 06:42.
The mention of my child's name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
Let me hear the beautiful music of his name.
It soothes my broken heart, and sings to my soul.
We are connected,My child and I,
By an invisible cord,Not seen by the eye.
It's not like the cord That connects us 'til birth
This cord can't be seen By any on earth.
This cord does its work Right from the start.
It binds us together Attached to my heart.
I know that it's there Though no one can see
The invisible cord From my child to me.
The strength of this cord Man could create
It withstands the test Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart I am bruised.. I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline As never before.
I am thankful that God Connects us this way
A mother and child Death can't take away!
A Man in Grief
It must be difficult
To be a man in grief,
Since “men don’t cry” and “men are strong”
No tears can bring relief.
It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test
And field calls and visitors
So she can get some rest.
They always ask if she’s doing all right
And what she’s going through,
But seldom take his hand and ask,
“My friend, but how are you?”.
He hears her crying in the night
and thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her,
But stays strong for her sake.
It must be very difficult
To start each day anew
And try to be brave~
He lost his baby too.
i will lend you for a little time
a child of mine he said
for you to love the while she lives
and mourn for when shes dead
it may be six or seven years
or twenty two or three
but will you, till i call her back
take care of her for me
she'll bring her charms to gladden you
and should her stay be brief
you'll have her lovely memories
as solice for your grief
i cannot promise she will stay
since all from earth return
but there are lessons taught down there
i want this child to learn
i've looked the wide world over
in search of teachers true
and from the throngs that crowd lifes lanes
i haveselected you
now will you give her all your love
nor think the labour vain
nor hate me when i come
to take her home again
i fancied that i heard them say
dear Lord thy will be done
for all the joys thy child shall bring
the risk of grief we'll run
we'll shelter her with tenderness
we'll love her while we may
and for the happiness we've known
forever grateful stay
but should the angels call for her
much sooner than we've planned
we'll brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand
Don't tell me that you understand Don't tell me that you know,
Don't tell me that I will survive Or how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me that this is just a test That I am truly blessed
That I am chosen for this task Apart from all the rest.
Don't come at me with answers That can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass,That I will soon be free.
Don't stand in pious judgment Of the bounds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to suffer And don't tell me how to cry!
My life is filled with selfishness,My pain is all I see,
But, I need you now,I need your love, unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs, I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,And say, "My friend, I care."
Do you know of someone Whose precious child has died?
Perhaps she is a neighbor or friend With whom you can confide.
You assume that she is suffering A tragedy so deep,
That there is nothing you can do Since all she does is weep.
You feel that if you see her There is nothing you can say
That would make her precious child come back Or make the pain go away.
And if by chance you meet her And have to face her grief,
You’ll do your very best To make this meeting brief.
You’ll talk about the weather Or the lady down the lane,
But you’ll never mention her child - That would cause her too much pain!
And when the funeral’s over, And all is said and done,
You’ll go home to your family, And she’ll be all alone.
She’ll go on, she’ll be alright, time heals - Or so it seems,
While she’s left alone to pick up the pieces Of her shattered life and dreams.
You can open your heart And find that special place
Where compassion and true giving Are awaiting your embrace.
"Today I’m thinking of you in a very special way,"
Or, how about "I love you!" Are some loving things to say.
Sometimes a very simple task Like picking up the phone,
Can help her feel not-so-quite Desperately alone.
Whatever comes from a genuine heart Cannot be said in vain
For the truth is, it’s these very things That lessen her great pain.
And when you let her talk about Her child who is now dead,
You’ll know this is far greater Than anything you’ve said.
So will you reach out with all your soul And let her know you care?
For in the end there’s no substitute For simply BEING THERE!
Debi L. Pettigrew
Men Do Cry
I heard quite often "men don’t cry"
though no one ever told me why.
So when I fell and skinned a knee,
no one came by to comfort me.
And when some bully-boy at school
would pull a prank so mean and cruel,
I’d quickly learn to turn and quip,
"It doesn’t hurt," and bite my lip.
So as I grew to reason years,
I learned to stifle any tears.
Though "Be a big boy" it began,
quite soon I learned to "Be a man."
And I could play that stoic role
while storm and tempest wracked my soul.
No pain or setback could there be
could wrest one single tear from me.
Then one long night I stood nearby
and helplessly watched my son die.
And quickly found, to my surprise,
that all that tearless talk was lies.
And still I cry, and have no shame.
I cannot play that "big boy" game.
And openly, without remorse,
I let my sorrow takes its course.
So those of you who can’t abide
a man you’ve seen who’s often cried,
reach out to him with all your heart
as one whose life’s been torn apart.
For men DO cry when they can see
their loss of immortality.
And tears will come in endless streams,
when mindless fate destroys their dreams.
Last edited by hazelharris : December 20th, 2014 at 14:35.
is not sweet to think hereafter
when the spirit leaves the sphere
love with deathless wing shall waft her
to those she long hath mourned for here
hearts from which twas death to sever
eyes this world can nee'r restore
there as warm and bright as ever
shall meet us and be lost no more
when wearily we wander asking
of earth and heaven where they are
beneath whos smile we once lay basking
blessed and thinking bliss would stay
Hope still lifts her radiant finger
pointing to the eternal flame
upon whos portal yet they linger
looking back for us to come
Alas-alas doth hope decieve us
shall friendship-love shall all those ties
that bind a moment then leave us
be found again where nothing dies
Oh,if no other boon were given
to keep out hearts from wrong and stain
who would not try to win a heaven
where all we love shall live again
sir thomas moore
Last edited by hazelharris : February 18th, 2014 at 18:28.
do not mourn for me but at the last as you recall the pleasure of our past
remember me with joy not grief
and show the world the strength of our belief
and know with certainty i have not gone but deep within our love and
memories i shall live on
across our world in paradise God heard me call his name
and as one last time i closed my eyes i felt no fear and no more pain
come God said with tears of joy come home where all shall be
your tables laid in splendor there all waiting come and see
your mum aunt bet your dad and john in Gods house your not alone
angels spread their wings held darren close as they gently flew him home
Last edited by hazelharris : October 10th, 2014 at 14:07.
I Was Here
I was here, I lived, I died
And maybe someone even cried
A small life unnoticed by most of the whole
But loved by my friends as we touched soul to soul
Loved by my cats as we touched fur to hand
Loved by the Earth as we touched foot to sand
And the mountains still stand as they did when I came
My lifetime....forever...one in the same.
A small life unsung, but still I take pride.
Because I was here.
And I lived.
And I died.
Debra Stang, 2007
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