Literary Saturday Prompt #9 – Grief


This week’s Literary quote: When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions!
Hamlet, Prince of Denmark by William Shakespeare

It was never going to be fair

No matter what was said

Words were mere platitudes.

Fought the good fight

Had a good innings

Left a legacy

Made her mark

Loved by all.

So many kind and loving words

Uttered by those who knew her.

I was humbled, she had been my life.

We farewelled her

Gave her a great send-off.

I shook the hands of so many

Who paid their respects

Shed tears with me

But at days end

Left me


I stare at the walls,

Avoid where possible

The remains of her life.

The vase from a garage sale

Her slippers still beside the bed

The door hook holding her dressing gown.

She is still here,

I feel her hanging on

Desperate to see me settled

But at night

In the pervading silence

Her absence grips me.

My heart is broken

I don’t understand how when so well

She could be taken away.

So many nights are spent

Railing against the forces

Who allowed this to happen.

I cannot find a way to sleep

She lives still in my mind.

Our bed is full of intimate moments

I held her and she me.

Her arms are here now

Entwined with mine

Her ghost snuggles in against me

I cry myself to sleep.

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21 Responses to Literary Saturday Prompt #9 – Grief

  1. Touching sorrow, my friend. Beautiful images and memories 🙂

  2. mandy says:

    Grief, one of the most difficult things, written about in such a beautiful way.

  3. DELL CLOVER says:

    Oh Wowza, powerful sorrow. Well done, Michael.

  4. Loretta says:

    Beautifully written.

  5. loricarlson66 says:

    Such a beautifully written grief-stricken poem, Michael. That kind of grief never seems to end.

  6. phylor says:

    My father, the only man my mother ever loved, died almost 20 years before she did. In fact, her spirit died when my father did — really it was just her body that kept going.
    Your piece about grief cuts to the soul of the matter. Grief overwhelms. And, everyone grieves differently.
    Beautifully written.

  7. julespaige says:

    I have read many an instance where couples who have been together for over 60 or more years, die within days or even moments of each other – A double grief for families. One would hope those spirits remain together.

    I am reminded of our family’s most recent family death – since I have had to store and am now just (after a year and a half) sorting through my mother-in-laws possessions.

    I linked up to this prompt with this piece:

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