Poetry for a Grieving Soul
by Margaret Krohn on April 7th, 2012

"G" is for "grievance". Losing someone that you love and respect is always a hard moment in one's life. It can make you go into the darkest places of your mind. I have gone through much loss and grief in my life and poetry has always been a great outlit for me. Whenever I'm sad, I write poetry. I hope you enjoy them. What helps you through your hardships and losses? 

Soldier Long Lost

Rose petals fell from her garden as she silently wept.
Crying the tears of a soldier long met. 
His cunning, sweet charm was far deep in harm,
And her heart was half torn. 
"I will never touch another man's hand,"
She had sworn.

She sulked through that garden
Fragrance so divine
And all she could think was,
"That man was all mine." 
His luscious lips 
Upon her rose mary cheeks; 
Nothing could be more sweet. 

He was the one
She had dreamed of all her life,
And now, she could never be
Prince charming's faithful wife.
Instead of dancing about
Like a fairy in June, 
She'd quietly sit
Mourning under the moon. 

Oh, how she wished
That he would come back, 
And his life was never 
Under attack. 
If only, maybe, 
He would love her
And never forget.

Forget their first kiss
Under the star sparkling moon;
Forget the dances they moved to 
Silently listening
To an unimaginable tune. 

No, he would never
Want those lively memories
To pass his mind
As he sat praying, "God please!"

And as she closed her sweet eyelids, 
She sang a tender song
To her one and only pilot.
Her soldier in the sky,
Soaring higher and higher,
Until he disappeared.

Forever an angel of love. 
To prove
That something must be done.

She Seasons

She’d scream in the stone-cold winter
When the sun was low in the sky
And snow would rake her flesh,
Sting her eyes.

She’d scream in the warming spring
When the melting snow unearthed rotted leaves
And thorns would stab her fingers
Making her bleed.

She’d scream in the burning summer
When the plants wilted in heat
And the smothering sun dried her skin
Peeling it away.

She’d scream in the cooling autumn
When red, gold and orange fell from the sky
And the wind blew dried death in her face
Making her cry.

Posted in Poetry    Tagged with Poetry, A-Z Challenge, Greivance


Dianna Fielding - April 8th, 2012 at 8:52 PM
Very beautiful. Good luck with the rest of the challenge.

Dianna Fielding

Margaret Krohn - April 9th, 2012 at 10:21 PM
Thanks, Dianna. Glad you enjoyed them and thanks for stopping by.
Alan - July 28th, 2013 at 9:40 PM
These are very beautiful poems, you have very good English.
Margaret Krohn - July 28th, 2013 at 10:14 PM
Thank you, Alan. :)
Clayton Barham - January 22nd, 2014 at 9:57 AM
This poetry was really beautiful, thank you for sharing it. I hope that it helped you overcome your challenges.
Margaret Krohn - February 11th, 2014 at 3:10 AM
Thank you for the kind words. Glad you enjoyed them.
L - March 21st, 2016 at 2:24 PM
Cool, I can sense a pinch of pain hidden within the words. Maybe you even held back? Haha Maybe next time you'd want to go all out. Thanks for the poem.

Btw, I'm sorry to be 'that guy' but "prince" is spelled wrong.
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