Grief
If you asked me what grief meant
two months ago
I would recite the five stages
words slipping off my tongue
like time
I would put my hands on my waist
and perhaps ask how you are
your family and loved ones
I would not understand
I knew no grief
and then suddenly I did
it made its descent upon my shoulders
its feathery wings made of hope
taken from those it touched
it clawed open my eyes
scratching and tearing
and I could not see that you were gone
every day became a tasteless lump of nothing
morphing into a grey sludge
and all I could do was finish my plate
I thought grief was finally satisfied
with unraveling my character
the thin layers
of my heart
and then grief perched itself upon my shoulders, began to whisper
why why why why why why why
the ebbing and flowing of time
the way I cannot comprehend loss
why
suddenly the bird took its wing
placed me underneath the leathery interior
and I began to cry
for the first time
the first rains of season
playing in the puddles
wellingtons and rubber hats
smell of fresh grass
blossoms
watermelon seeds
Time became seasons
seconds became building blocks of time
my damaged eyes finally could see despite the tears and holes
I knew nothing about grief
Until
I began to feel alive again
About this poem
I wrote this poem a few days ago after recounting my experience with grieving and mourning. I was finally able to take a piece of what I felt and put it on paper. If you have gone through anything similar I wish you the inner healing you deserve
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Written on August 02, 2022
Submitted by scopliora on August 04, 2022
Modified on April 13, 2023
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Scheme | XXXXA XBCX DX EXX XFX FXX XBEX BGAXG FBGA XXXXXX CAX DX X |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,280 |
Words | 269 |
Stanzas | 13 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 4, 2, 3, 3, 3, 4, 5, 4, 6, 3, 2, 1 |
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