COMFORTING GRIEF

comfort

 
I embraced her
kissed her tears
drenching my lips 
and the pillow
then held her
to rock her to sleep
calm the grief
hoping her pain
faded soon.


HENRY L. JONES
(From RUN INTO BLACKNESS: FEELING MY POETIC GUMBO, Pneuma Publishing International, Inc. © 2010)

Today I allowed myself to cry
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Today I allowed myself to cry.
I don’t have to be embarrassed of my tears.
I don’t need to justify my reasons.
And oh, how good it feels.

I let them fall as they come,
As the cloud allows the rain,
​And I feel their heaviness flowing out
As they carry out my pain.

How good it feels to cry,
And to know that it is my right,
After all, it’s the only way
For my sorrow to be truly out;

For my pain to be resolved,
For my mind to become clear.
If Nature never let the rain fall
How would the clouds disappear?

LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace Publishing 2002