Poems about Grief

• Funeral Blues

  Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
  Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

  by W H Auden 18 lines, 28 comments
• Feelings

  There must be a wound!
  No one can be this hurt

  by Spike Milligan 12 lines, 43 comments
• A Child Of Mine

  I will lend you, for a little time,
  A child of mine, He said.

  by Edgar Albert Guest 35 lines, 6 comments
• Another Weeping Woman

    Pour the unhappiness out
    From your too bitter heart,

  by Wallace Stevens 14 lines
• Sylvia's Death

  for Sylvia Plath
  O Sylvia, Sylvia,

  by Anne Sexton 67 lines, 9 comments
• Reported Missing

  My thought shall never be that you are dead:
  Who laughed so lately in this quiet place.

  by Anna Gordon Keown 14 lines
• The Cross of Snow

      In the long, sleepless watches of the night,
      A gentle face — the face of one long dead —

  by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 13 lines, 1 comment
• The Parson’s Job

  What do you want
  Coming to this ‘ere ‘ell?

  by Madeline Ida Bedford 40 lines
• La Belle Dame Sans Merci (Original version )

  Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
      Alone and palely loitering?

  by John Keats 62 lines
• Song

  All suddenly the wind comes soft,
  And Spring is here again;

  by Rupert Brooke 14 lines
• A Farewell

  My fairest child, I have no song to give you;
  No lark could pipe in skies so dull and gray;

  by Charles Kingsley 13 lines, 1 comment
• Barta

  Wide solemn eyes that question me,
      Wee hand that pats my head—

  by Henry Lawson 33 lines, 2 comments
• Remembrance Day in the Dales

  It’s a fine kind thought! And yet – I know
  The Abbey’s not where our Jack should lie,

  by Dorothy Una Ratcliffe 17 lines
• The Babies of Walloon

  He was  lengthsman on the railway, and his station scarce deserved
  That “pre-eminence in sorrow” of the Majesty he served,

  by Henry Lawson 23 lines
• The King's Grief

  The king was lonely, the king was sad,
  Sad in his youth, when the world was glad:

  by Cicely Fox Smith 132 lines
• The Dead Come Home: Excerpt

  "We answered to the call to arms, unquestioning and blind,
  We trusted to the promises of those we left behind.

  by Edward Harrington 6 lines
• A Lament for my Son Ts’ui

  You were a pearl
  In the palm of my hand,

  by Po Chu-I 44 lines
• Griefs Unspoken

  Life without love! -- Ah, what a wail goes up
    From this poor world of manifold distress,--

  by Martin Farquhar Tupper 29 lines
• Come Grief, Possess That Place Thy Harbingers Have Seen

  Come grief, possess that place thy Harbingers have seen,
  And think most fit to entertain thy self;

  by Everard Digby 76 lines
• The Mother's Lament

  My own little darling -- dead!
  The dove of my happiness fled!

  by Martin Farquhar Tupper 53 lines
• Sailor's Mourner

  "Gawd!" said a gal o' the Barbary Coast —
  She was dancin' wi' me —

  by Bill Adams 24 lines
• Low Spirits

  It is not Time,-- I joy to see
    My children growing up;

  by Martin Farquhar Tupper 34 lines
• Untitled

  When his heart is growing bitter and his hair is growing grey,
  And he hears the debt-collector knocking several times a day,

  by Henry Lawson 8 lines
• Nobody Feels Or Cares!

  The world is dying, its heart is cold,
    And well-nigh frozen dead,--

  by Martin Farquhar Tupper 26 lines
• Pain

  Delay not, sinner, till the hour of pain
    To seek repentance: pain is absolute,

  by Martin Farquhar Tupper 14 lines
• Epilogue

  He died in December. He must descend
  Somewhere, vague and cold, the spirit and seal.

  by John Berryman 5 lines
• Ghost

  'Who knocks? ' 'I, who was beautiful
  Beyond all dreams to restore,

  by Walter de la Mare 23 lines, 1 comment

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