a ghost of grieving

Kevin Michael Bloor

Wayfaring through a weathered wood,
a poet wondered if he could
permit his pen to kiss the pages
with pain, he had held in for ages.

Then sudden as a flash of light
the thunder clapped with all its might,
and from a world beyond believing:
a goddess girl, before him, breathing!

She whispered with her honeyed breath:
“I know we were divorced by death,
“my love, but write! A poet must do.
Let lines flow free, from me, inside you.

Heartbreak and sorrow we have shared.
Your heart with mine, my love, is paired.
And rhyming is my way of living;
for you, it’s healing and forgiving.”

So, in that weathered, western wood
the pining poet understood.
This goddess girl and ghost of grieving
was sent to soothe his sorrow seething.

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 12th, 2022 05:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: for any grieving poets...
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 18
  • Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet, JudyStella.


  • JudyStella

    So beautiful 🥺 writing always heals! And I am glad that you keep writing.

    • Kevin Michael Bloor

      Many thanks, Judy. I always appreciate your feedback and kind comments.

    • Accidental Poet

      And so, words soothed his tired soul. Excellently penned Kevin (as always). 😉

      • Kevin Michael Bloor

        Thanks, AP. I was relieved to get this one out of my system. Again, many thanks for your support. 😉

        • Accidental Poet

          Sometimes words kick around until they\'re ready to come together as one written work. Many times, I\'ve gone through the same scenario of waiting for the piece to read what was in my head and heart. And it is a huge weight of your shoulders when you can finally let it out of the "Holding Pen" as I like to call it. Again, great write Kevin. 😉

        • Fay Slimm.

          A compelling write Kevin with some well poemed phrasing - -- the intriguing title caught my eye and am so glad I caught the verse.

          • Kevin Michael Bloor

            Many thanks, Fay. Glad you liked my poor little rhymes. Appreciate your feedback.

          • Goldfinch60

            Such good and true words Kevin.


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