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Grief Often gets in the Way

Grief often gets in the way,
like a granite stone in a river.
Impeding the gentle sway
of the moonlight’s reflected silver.
Mourning with uncontrolled sorrow;
which steals the breath away.
Wounded hearts forget tomorrow –
will bring sunshine’s warm bouquet.
Sadness, hidden deeply behind –
longing eyes, searching to find;
the joy, that once playfully lived
in a beating heart that thrived.
Sometimes there is music –
only grieving ears can hear.
Soothing melodies floating , the intrinsic
strum of a harp, angels hidden near.
Lonely hearts long to fly away,
held captive by a thief.
Familiar creature appears each day –
ominous and dark known as grief.

-TheMsLvh ©2011 *edited suggestions by Michael York*

Inspired by “Thy son liveth: Messages from a Soldier to his Mother” by
Grace Duffie Boylad

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  1. June 19, 2011 at 11:33 am

    This is very beautiful. I have been going through the grieving process and I especially relate to “sometimes there is music only grieving ears can hear.” You have said it perfectly. Beautiful writing, by someone who knows grief.

    • June 19, 2011 at 11:47 am

      I am truly honored by your comments Sherry. I am discovering grief comes in different forms, maybe it’s death, breakup or only child leaving home. This poem came rushing out of the heart. Again, thank you for taking the time to comment.

  2. June 19, 2011 at 8:06 pm

    you are very good at rhyming!!
    how poignancy.. every words persuade me to feel the joyful hurt.

  3. June 23, 2011 at 8:22 am

    I so love this poem. Just had to come back! I am enjoying exploring your blog. You have embarked on a journey. Keep going. You write very well. And thanks for stopping by my blog!

  4. July 17, 2011 at 3:42 pm

    Back for another read. It is very beautiful, especially “sometimes there is music only grieving ears can hear”. Such good writing.

    • July 17, 2011 at 4:00 pm

      Oh Sherry, you are stealing my heart!

  5. July 17, 2011 at 7:17 pm

    “Sometimes there is music
    only grieving ears can hear” this is a great line
    This is heart wrenching, you captured exactly how grief comes in la parasite and sicks the life out of you. Thank you for sharing.

    • July 17, 2011 at 7:20 pm

      Mandy,Thank you for appreciating this poem. Your comments are very welcomed.

  6. July 19, 2011 at 8:11 am

    perfect rhythms,
    well done.

  7. August 23, 2011 at 6:56 pm

    This is beautiful. Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Grief is such a hard emotion….as you read it in my poem, it just never goes away.

    • August 23, 2011 at 6:59 pm

      Time my dear. Time will buffer, and hopefully leave you with only good memories.

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