In that land where there is no more separation, You would want us to find you in presence, Smiling back at us from within everything We know our soul’s gaze is upon your face, Though we cannot see you with outward eyes, Now you dwell inside the rhythm of breath, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you. You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Sharing on something like Facebook is also a good option if you aren’t sure how to reach out. Or perhaps pick out the most pertinent few lines to be sent to a friend. They could be used in a condolence note or with a sympathy card/ gift. These are some short and simple grief poems. So if you know someone dealing with a bereavement then one of the grief poems here may offer an element of comfort to help with the grieving process and all that they are going through. They can provide understanding, show us we aren’t alone and help make sense of the loss we’ve experienced. Poetry can find the words and sentiments we would never be able to do so ourselves. It’s our instinct to try and comfort them during such a terrible time.Ī poem about grief or bereavement is one way to show you care. Most of us will reach out to a friend or family member dealing with a loss.
We seek ways to understand and explain what has happened but it is often in vain.īut that doesn’t mean we give up or don’t try. That overwhelming sense of loss is like a punch to the gut.Īnd there’s very little that can actually offer any comfort from the pain.
You can never be fully prepared for the grief that hits you. Losing someone special is always a difficult period. Touching poems about grief and bereavement are a great way to find the words and feelings you may have been struggling to express. I’ll reply to you all in time.Have you lost a loved one and are searching for some comfort? Or do you know of someone grieving a loss and want to reach out to offer your thoughts and sympathy? Thanks for all the kinds words of support I’ve received. My mother Jean would have laughed at that one. As I flicked the button, the following line from the Monkeys song “Homecoming Queen” rang out – “Cheer up sleepy Jean, oh what can it mean. After a few minutes I decided, for no apparent reason, to see what was on the radio. One of my mother’s friends was there arranging the flowers and I was chatting to her. I went along to the church on the morning of the funeral to set up the sound system and checked the volume was all right (it was). My mother wanted “All along the watchtower” by Jimi Hendrix played as her coffin was carried out of the church (her sense of humour was better than mine). Although I’ll mention one thing that made me smile… My father read this poem at my mother’s funeral and it makes sense to me.
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