Grief Relief
In the event of loss, death, & despair there are many way to grieve.
Yesterday, I wrote a poem π
You can find it belowπ
Thank you for listening π
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I had the most vivid dream
After a fitful nights sleep
All night the wind was blowing
The door kept knocking
Clack smack whack
Nag nag nag
Knocking howling
All. night. long.
Silence in the morning
Lulled me into dreams
Pulled the sheets over my head
And did not leave the bed
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In my dream
She was real
I saw her
She existed and she was herself
Full of love empathy and smiles
Soaking up the sun
Although, a little fearful of its brightness
Did not forget her sunscreen.
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Upon waking and realizing
It was all a dream
She is not here
She is gone from this earth
Oh the grief and the hurt
I feel upon this realization
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So I cry, take a shower and call my mom
She also knows deeply of this sadness
And the experience of the realness of dreams β
The felt presence of a soul
Come and gone
Like a gust of wind
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She would love that I sat
And wrote all of this down
This was how her mind worked
In prose, poetry, meter, and rhyme
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She loves that I sat down
To take time to feel, process
Sleep eat get high sleep repeat
To rest and feel the heaviness
To question my reality β
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The dream felt so real
And in an instant disappeared
Yet I still feel its effects
The lingering liminal space
It drains, exhausts, and plants me down
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So I walk outside, make a healthy meal
Rest my head, cleanse my field
Remembering to remember
To Let go and Let be
To feel grateful for my experience
And that it's okay to take long naps in the middle of the day.
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So I take one more walk around the block
Season my food with a little extra love
Wishing all souls this type of peace
And grief relief
*this poem is dedicated to Callen Phillips