Poems About: GRIEF

In this page, poems on / about “grief” are listed.

  • 337.
    Sephestia's Lullaby

    WEEP not, my wanton, smile upon my knee;
    When thou art old there 's grief enough for thee.
       Mother's wag, pretty boy,
       Father's sorrow, father's joy; read more »

    Robert Greene
  • 338.
    The Itching Stays

    Conceiving of love as an ocean of felicity, I sprang to bathe in it;
    Then looking back, I felt sorrows getting about to wind around me.
    I wonder whoever has created this clear-watered lake of love!
    My heart’s pretty shaking: here roam the insects of grief forever. read more »

    Sofiul Azam
  • 339.
    Weep Not, My Wanton

    WEEP not, my wanton, smile upon my knee:
    When thou art old there's grief enough for thee.
    Mother's wag, pretty boy, read more »

    Robert Greene
  • 340.
    Good Grief

    Good Grief, For Pete’s Sake and I Swanee To My Time
    How many times I’ve used these phrases to express what’s on my mind!
    But I’ve had some time to think things through and if you’ll pardon me
    I think I’m more confused right now that I ever used to be! read more »

    Donna McCord
  • 341.
    To My Sitting Member

    Dear Mick,
    In the title to an obscurely-themed group art exhibition
    I saw the word 'Bloom'. read more »

    douglas scotney
  • 342.
    Mixed Doubles

    Two who once shared a harmony,
    Now together
    Sharing grief! read more »

    Lawrence S. Pertillar
  • 343.
    We Gave Her A Bouquet Of Roses

    We gave her a bouquet of roses to place on her baby's grave
    The baby girl born alive that the doctors could not save
    The birth of new born baby a time of joy and cheer
    But if the new born baby die such news none wish to hear. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 344.
    The Bell Rings

    The bell rings through its own shadow.
    Death knoll. Death knoll.
    Reverberates and simulates the grief of eternity. read more »

    Alex Sigston
  • 345.
    DEEPLY BLUE INDIGO HUED

    DEEPLY BLUE

    Your grief, as anger on your skin, tattooed
    with hornet stings, I’ve scraped red raw again. read more »

    Janet Budd
  • 346.
    Giving In

    Softly first I hear you calling
    Building with intensity
    Try to keep myself from falling
    Taking everything from me read more »

    Dan Ochs
  • 347.
    Menaphon: Sephesta's Song to her Child

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    Weep not, my wanton, smile upon my knee,
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    When thou art old there's grief enough for thee. read more »

    Robert Greene
  • 348.
    Immortal Love

    Timeless you are, timeless, our bond,
    Timeless is the course we are to traverse,
    Timeless is the desire I suffer for you,
    Timeless we live in each other's arms. read more »

    Praveen Kumar
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