Husband Death Poems

Husband Death Poems

Loss of Husband Poems

Husbands are, for many wives, their source of comfort, love, joy, and companionship. Many wives consider their husband to be their confidant and best friend. To lose the man they have relied on for so long can be utterly devastating. For those who have not experienced the loss of a husband, it is impossible to understand the depth of the pain a wife feels. It is a pain so deep, the human mind only comes to accept the harsh reality gradually. Widows and her supportive friends and family can honor their loved one by recounting a kind gesture or amusing stories involving him.

32 Poems Paying Tribute to the Passing of Husbands

  1. 1. I Will Finally Let You Go!

    This is a story about true love and loss, about letting go of a lifetime with the love of your life. It's an age-old story of what life is truly all about.

    A Simple Love Story

    These days, that moment haunts me,
    That first moment we met.
    You were a vision from the heavens
    That I never would forget.

    I watched you from a distance,
    Wondering if you were for real.
    I thought perhaps if I just blinked
    You would suddenly disappear.

    But I knew that there was no escape.
    Your smile seized my very soul.
    Your timid touch pierced my defenses.
    My heart was losing all control.

    Your eyes, a brilliant sunrise
    From which I couldn't turn away.
    Your silky voice, the sweetest melody
    That played in my mind all day.

    My love grew like a malady,
    And there was nothing I could do.
    I knew for sure the only remedy
    Was to pledge my life to you.

    I was defenseless but exuberant.
    I felt in awe of each new day
    And my constant thoughts of only you,
    A sweet place I was enslaved.

    Oh, but you were quite the challenge.
    You did not relinquish easily.
    I had to joust each day to win your heart
    While you played coy incessantly.

    But I would never acquiesce
    From my designs upon your heart,
    And once I proved to be victorious,
    We would never be apart.

    Our life became a precious journey,
    Trekking through both highs and lows.
    We were a family of adventurers,
    A force against the world we'd go.

    And as you lay there sleeping now,
    Our life reflected in your face.
    Each line and crease a testimonial
    To all the love and strength you gave.

    It tells the story of our children
    Who brought us joy through long, hard years.
    It reveals the hardships that we overcame
    With grateful laughter and some tears.

    Your eyes now opened to the darkness.
    The light within those eyes still bright.
    Your upturned face so pale and lovely,
    My breath still catches at the sight.

    It's time to face the grim reality
    Of the fast-approaching end.
    There is no future now for us to share,
    Only those places where we've been.

    My sorrow's heavy on my chest
    As you smile up at me.
    I'm just a useless, helpless coward
    Pleading with you not to leave.

    I have stubbornly resisted,
    Negotiating for more time.
    One more day to gaze upon that face
    And feel your heart beat next to mine.

    Five decades we've lived side by side.
    It's been you who's kept me brave,
    And if you leave me all alone,
    I fear I can't be saved.

    Your voice is now a whisper.
    Your breathing comes in slow, short gasps.
    In my arms you're like a feather.
    Your hand feels frail inside my grasp.

    Your words are firm but loving.
    I must finally let you go
    And be grateful for the gift we shared
    That so many never know.

    Then I gently kiss your cool, wet cheeks
    And watch you slowly slip away.
    I feel comfort in the peace you've found,
    And in that peace, we'll share someday.

    And then that moment reappears,
    That first moment we met.
    I thank God for every moment since
    And let you go without regrets.

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  3. 2. Our Love Is Forever

    • By Ron Robins
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 24, 2021

    I wrote this for a good friend who lost her husband. The love she had and the loss she felt was plain to see in her grieving eyes. I wanted to help vocalize what I thought she might be feeling. This is for you, Syble.

    The Empty Loneliness Of Losing Your Soulmate

    Mornings in the summer
    Autumn's evening mist
    Snowflakes on my window
    Solitude exists

    Our love is forever
    Even though you're gone
    Loneliness surrounds me
    Memories linger on

    Darling, I miss you
    And wish that you were near
    This old house, it seems so empty
    Now that you're not here

    Enchanted by your sly smile
    Warmed by your embrace
    Quieted by your wisdom
    Lifted by your grace

    Your gentle touch, my lover
    The passion in your eyes
    There will never be another
    Until the day I die

    Darling, I miss you
    And wish that you were near
    This old house, it seems so empty
    Now that you're not here
    Oh Darling, now that you're not here

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  5. 3. Kisses On The Wind

    • By Valerie I. Petroff
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 3, 2021

    My husband passed away in 2011. This was written in honor of his memory.

    I Miss You More Every Day

    Time heals all wounds they say,
    but I have one that never goes away.
    The loss of you has left a spot
    deep in my heart that time forgot.
    I miss you more with every day.
    Sometime we will be back together, I pray.
    I try to remember the good times spent,
    just to remember the hell you went though.
    I remember every word, touch and kiss,
    and it's those my heart continues to miss.
    I know you're watching me from above,
    'cause my heart swells with your love,
    So my dear, till we meet again,
    Feel my kisses on the wind.

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  6. 4. Until We Meet Again

    • By Hazel J. Rex
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 9, 2020

    My husband died last April after many happy years together. He was diagnosed with cancer, and although undergoing treatment for eight months, he died. I nursed him at home. It was the hardest and most painful time of my life. To watch someone you love so deeply deteriorate before your eyes is sheer torture. When he died, I never thought I would find the strength to carry on. If it weren't for the children and close friends, I would have completely fallen apart.

    Coping With The Loss Of Your Loved One

    Alone in my darkness I still see your face,
    sometimes your presence and your warm embrace.
    I look 'round the house; it's calling your name,
    but nothing I see here quite feels the same.
    I then feel a shiver run right down my spine.
    I hear you say, "Baby, everything is fine."

    "I'm here watching over you; I'm right by your side.
    The rough and the smooth I will gently guide,"
    so I close my eyes and I see you smile,
    and I can see you for a while,
    and I know one day that we will meet
    together forever, our journey complete.

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  7. 5. Beside Your Grave

    A friend of the family passed away from a sudden heart attack. He and his wife were married 43 years. It was a shock; one moment he was laughing and the next we was gone. He was always the one who could tell a good story and brighten a room. I wrote this poem in his memory and for his wife.

    One Year Anniversary

    I left a simple rose today.
    I laid it down upon your grave.
    Then memories came rushing - from the past,
    of our lives together; we said it would last.

    I remember the time, hand in hand, we ran
    through the tall grasses and warm sand.
    We laughed at all of your jokes and stories.
    The way you told them it was never boring.

    Although it's been a year today,
    my heart is sad - it won't betray.
    It seems like time has been delayed -
    the long cold nights and the gloomy days.

    I thank God for the time we had.
    My life with you was never bad.
    I pray for a new dawn and sunny days,
    as I stand here beside your grave.

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  8. 6. A Wife's Grief

    On Boxing Day 2018, my husband died of bladder cancer. It gives me much pain to look back at his enormous suffering and untimely death, since by the time doctors realized he had cancer, it had already spread. We had been together for 31 years. I miss him so much. Instead of remembering those wonderful moments in our life, I kept seeing the deep sorrow displayed by my husband's eyes on his final days. I wrote this poem to cope with the grief of living without him.

    Coping With Grief After Losing A Husband

    If death is nothing at all,
    We will be enjoying summer and fall;
    We shall talk and laugh as we have always done,
    Instead of waiting for my time to come.

    If you are in a better place,
    With blue sky and beautiful lake,
    You would be the brightest star after a thunder,
    Instead of laid to rest six feet under.

    If time will ease my pain,
    I should have no tear when I hear your name;
    My heart is still in a million pieces,
    Instead of strolling down memory lane.

    If only you can come back for one more day,
    I long to see your smile and handsome face;
    Please fill the house with your humor and laughter,
    Instead of leaving me to survive in this empty gutter.

    Now I know how short-lived happiness could be.
    I miss the days you belonged to me;
    Cherished memories of our love keeps you near.
    The courage you instilled in me chases away my fear.

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  9. 7. 'Til Death Do Us Part

    • By Alex
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018

    I am a 21-year-old woman training to be a teacher. I have experienced quite a few deaths of friends and family and have seen how this can affect people.

    When life seems a blur,
    And I can't quite believe
    That I'm living without you
    And you were taken from me,

    I sit back and think
    Of the memories we shared,
    All the laughs that you gave me
    And the times that you cared.

    'Til death do us part.
    That's true in our case.
    I miss you so much,
    Your voice and your face.

    Time is a healer.
    I can't say that it's true,
    But life does go on,
    Which means without you.

    When it all gets too much
    And I wish you were here,
    I feel thankful that I met you,
    And I hold you close, my dear.

    'Til death do us part.
    That's true in our case.
    I miss you so much,
    Your voice and your face.

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  10. 8. Stillness

    In 1970, I moved to Milwaukee to finish my undergraduate work. Coming from a small city, I was lost in the vastness of big city life. I knew virtually no one and by chance heard on the radio about a dating service. With hesitancy, I signed up. After having gone out with various gentlemen, on a particular first date a night in September 1971, Cupid struck. The minute I laid eyes on Jim, I knew I would marry him. On September. 1, 2018, after 46 years of marriage, I lost the love of my life.

    Searching For You Now That You're Gone

    Eternal lights flicker
    In a distant sky.
    Where have you gone;
    Why did you die?

    When I first saw you,
    You stole my heart,
    And until this awful day,
    We have never been apart.

    I look to the heavens,
    Hoping to see you anew.
    Where have you gone?
    I'm searching for you.

    My painful cries
    Fill the dark of night.
    I need your arms
    To hold me tight.

    Where have you gone?
    Show me the place
    So I can once again see
    The smile on your face.

    We met life's challenges
    And somehow made it through.
    But how do I do it
    Alone without you?

    I know you are in my heart,
    But I long to see your face.
    Memories of yesterday
    Leave only a trace.

    There's emptiness now
    That nothing can fill.
    I so need to find you
    So I, too, can be still.

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  11. 9. Time Does Not Bring Relief (Sonnet II)

    Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950) was considered one of the most skillful writers of sonnets during the 1900s. This poem is a Petrarchan sonnet that follows the rhyme scheme ABBA ABBA CDEECD. She writes of the pain experienced from the death of a loved one. Everything reminds her of him, and the passing of time does not ease the immense hurt she is experiencing, even though people said it would. Anyone who has lost someone they’ve loved will be able to relate to the raw emotion in this poem.

    Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
    Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
    I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
    I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
    The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
    And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
    But last year’s bitter loving must remain
    Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
    There are a hundred places where I fear
    To go,—so with his memory they brim.
    And entering with relief some quiet place
    Where never fell his foot or shone his face
    I say, “There is no memory of him here!”
    And so stand stricken, so remembering him.

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  12. 10. A Love That's Forever

    • By Tarenn
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2018

    I am 22. My husband was 25 when he died very unexpectedly. It literally took my breath away, and I have felt lost ever since. We would always tell one another, "I love you till the casket closes," but once he passed, I realized the literal meaning behind those words. Though I feel that I have been going through the motions, I have now turned to writing, one thing that has never failed me.

    Losing My Husband

    I love you.
    I love you too, until the casket closes.
    But when your casket closes,
    Where should my love then go?

    We started with young love,
    Amazed at how far that went.
    I valued the time we had,
    The good and bad moments spent.

    Weathered through the storms,
    Beat all kinds of odds.
    I promise to keep your love with me,
    Even when your spirit sits with God.

    I love you forever,
    A promise we both made.
    Now that you're gone and I'm here,
    I'll keep your love for the rest of my days.

    Forever is forever,
    Even if I'm here alone.
    Your love reigns in my heart,
    Even though you're really gone.

    I love you.

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  13. 11. Love Song

    • By Avril M. Bowler
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2018

    This year is the 20th anniversary of my husband's death. I still miss him every single day. I have tried hard to live my life as fully as possible as a tribute to his memory, and this is my thank you to him for giving me the strength to go on.

    Poem About Life After My Husband's Death

    The years have gone so fast, so slow,
    The seasons spinning round as years drift by.
    I miss the looks we shared, the smiles,
    The warming touch of gentle hands.

    The years have been so long, so long.
    The silence met, returning home.
    I miss your laughter, sparkling eyes,
    The loving look and mutual joys.

    The years have gone so fast, so slow,
    Seasons marking empty days.
    I miss sharing my life with you.
    I miss the way our hearts would sing.

    The years have been so long, so long.
    I've watched the seasons, counted days.
    I've truly lived the best I can,
    My broken heart made strong by love.

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  14. 12. I'll Be Missing You

    Missing my husband and all the memories shared and the togetherness. Sometimes I wonder if a person really gets over the missing of a loved one.

    Widow Missing Husband

    They say that time will heal all wounds.
    I know that could be true.
    It's the lonely in-between times
    That I start missing you.

    Every time you cross my mind,
    I think you're here with me.
    Then I sadly realize
    That it could never be.

    But then I just can't help but see
    Your memories everywhere:
    Your coffee cup, your old worn hat,
    And there sits your empty chair.

    Then I'll just be thinking of
    The places we would go,
    The people we would meet,
    And see a person we both know.

    Then I look around and see
    A gift you've given me,
    Our picture in its frame,
    And your favorite program on TV.

    Then I start remembering
    Some place we had to be
    And the things we used to do.
    Then I start missing you.

    Then sometimes out of nowhere
    Your smiling face I see.
    I feel your hand inside of mine.
    Then it seems you're here with me.

    And then some days it feels
    So long we've been apart,
    But neither time nor distance
    Will erase you from my heart.

    Then I begin to realize,
    And it makes me sad and blue,
    That many days and nights
    I'll be missing you.

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  15. 13. Ballad Of Twin Towers

    • By Graham L. West
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 2017

    This is a tragic ballad written in memory of 9/11.

    Losing Husband On 9/11

    That morning we woke up,
    Like any other day.
    We brushed our teeth, I brushed my hair.
    Nothing new to say.

    He said "Goodbye, I'm going to work,"
    While I stayed at home.
    I took the kids to school
    And heard a ring on my phone.

    I picked up my cell,
    Holding my coffee cup.
    It was my sister Stacey.
    She said, "Turn the radio up."

    When I got home
    They were waiting at the door.
    They called me over.
    My eyes started to pour.

    This morning I wake up
    With no one in the bed.
    I wish my husband were here,
    But he can't come back from the dead.

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  16. 14. Now That You're Gone

    • By Roselyn Dj. Sarmiento
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2017

    I was able to create this poem two months after my husband died. It was an unexpected parting. We got married in 2004. On March 21, 2008 (it was Holy Friday), he passed away. I was left unprepared. He died peacefully in his sleep. Our only daughter, Danielle Rose, was two years old then. He was 36 and I was 35 at the time. I thought I've outgrown the hurt, but looking at his photographs still brings tears to my eyes.

    You're gone, and all that's left is nothing but memories,
    Memories that lead me to silence and tears.
    I miss your arms that hold me tight,
    Your snore that fills our room at night.

    You're gone, and I can no longer stare at you as you sleep,
    But thank God he lets me see you as I weep.
    In dreams we talk and laugh together.
    There I can say I love you more than ever.

    You're gone, and I feel so weary when I'm alone.
    Wish you were here and would come back home.
    I'm hurting and longing for your touch.
    Why does parting have to hurt this much?

    You're gone forever, and we are now apart.
    I'm filled with pain that breaks my heart.
    You used to playfully sneak behind the door.
    Those lovely eyes I see no more.

    You're gone, and I terribly miss your voice,
    Your laughter that fills the house with noise.
    Your absence makes me feel so blue.
    My life is empty without you.

    You're gone, but I know I shouldn't be so awful,
    For you left me a treasure to cherish and to nurture.
    Our precious little angel; she's all that I've got,
    A constant reminder that once I had your love.

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  17. 15. With You Again

    • By Jan
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems March 2017

    My husband died in August 2010 of pancreatic cancer. It was 5 weeks from his diagnosis to his death, and the shock was horrendous. I have never felt so alone and empty. I cannot see a future in front of me. I want so badly to talk about him, but people avoid this, and I have to pretend not to mind. I wish people would understand that talking keeps them alive and is important. I pretend to be strong for the sake of my children, but when I get in from work, my world collapses and so do I!

    Terrible Emptiness After Loss Of Husband

    Fifteen years of happiness just wasn't enough time
    To show the world that you were mine.
    There are no words to express how sad I feel,
    How lost I am without you; it does not feel real.

    The day you left, no words did you speak.
    I held you in my arms and the words, they were mine.
    I hope you heard me because you were weak.
    No one can answer, but I will find out in time.

    Married to you I will always be.
    Memories we made will stay with me.
    Warm in the feeling that you're still around,
    Knowing one day all will be found.

    Come to me, darling, in all of my dreams
    So I can see you again with my eyes.
    Whisper sweet nothings while I'm asleep,
    More loving memories that I can keep.

    Wait for me, sweetheart, while my life drifts on by.
    Sure in the knowledge that one day I'll fly
    Back to your arms that will be waiting for me,
    Back to your heart where I've wanted to be.

    Rest assured, babe, my heart is all yours.
    No one could ever replace what I've lost.
    Safe in my heart you will always stay
    Until my last breath, until my last day.

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  18. 16. I Would Follow You Into The Dark

    My husband, Adam Campbell, passed away on March 28, 2012, in a car accident on his way home from work. He was only 20 years old. We were just married on Dec. 10, 2011. We were newlyweds, with a 2 year old son. We didn't get a chance to say goodbye. We still struggle with his loss every day.

    Poem Wanting To Be Reunited With Husband In Death

    I would follow you into the dark
    If you didn't leave me so much to live for.
    I would follow you into the light
    If I knew you knocked on heaven's door.

    To be with you one last time to say goodbye
    Or maybe to live with you for eternity,
    I wish I had all the strength in the world
    To give up my life so carelessly.

    I would follow you into the dark
    If I didn't promise to live on in your name.
    I would follow you into the light
    If we didn't have a son to carry our flame.

    I would walk into the unknown
    Just to see your precious face.
    I would make a deal with the devil
    To see where you are, whatever the place.

    I would follow you into the light
    If there wasn't such a big question mark.
    Oh, what I wouldn't give baby,
    To follow you into the dark.

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  19. 17. Where Are You?

    • By Grace A. Mandry
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2017

    I was married to my wonderful husband for 46 years - it wasn't enough! My husband loved classic cars and spent lots of his leisure time working on them. We had two wonderful sons. The last ten years were difficult. His health took a downward spiral. He had over 15 bladder cancer operations and many other health challenges, but his concerns were always for his family. He was amazing! I am so lost without him. Despite the title of my poem, I know where he is - in heaven!!

    Why has He taken you from me?
    Torn from my side, where you should be.
    Forty-six years we lived as one
    To stand stronger than we had begun.

    You're deep within my heart each day,
    The love I crave each time I pray,
    The arms I need to hold me tight,
    To rid each wrong and make it right.

    Your valor was beyond the norm.
    You weathered each and every storm.
    Whatever challenges you faced,
    You conquered with courage and grace.

    Unlike you, I'm not self-assured.
    Whatever strength I showed was yours.
    You held my hands and quelled my fears.
    You helped me smile and dried my tears.

    Where are you? Are you very near?
    Are you so close that you can hear
    My voice pleading for one more day,
    Just one, before you're lured away?

    They say that time will ease the pain,
    Yet days fly by and grief remains.
    I miss you! Do you miss me, too?
    Are you happy, Love? Oh, where are you?

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  20. 18. Dreading Christmastime

    • By Victoria L. Thomas
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2016

    I lost my husband in September, and I am dreading this coming Christmas without him. We were together 10 years and got married in May; it would have been our first Christmas together as a married couple. I don't know how I'm going to get through this coming season.

    Struggling At Christmas After Losing My Husband

    I'm dreading Christmastime this year
    Because I have so much to fear:

    An empty space beside my chair,
    No gentle caress upon my hair,

    No Christmas card from him to read,
    No loving kiss upon my cheek.

    The mistletoe will be unused,
    And songs will make my heart feel bruised.

    My heart is heavy, my pain is great.
    There's nothing left to celebrate.

    For my love has gone beyond the veil,
    And all I want to do is wail:

    "Christmastime, leave me alone!"
    Happiness has left my home.

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  21. 19. Moving Forward

    I lost my husband to cancer when I was 28 and he was 31. This poem was written almost 3 years after he passed. I had been struggling with moving forward and had been asked out on a date. I wrote this when I realized it was okay. I never did go out on that date, but I have dated since then, and it is still hard. I love my husband with everything in me and I always will, but I also know that I am capable of loving again. I just have to allow myself.

    Poem About Moving On After Husband's Death

    I woke up this morning
    And reached over for you.
    You weren't there, I remembered.
    Now what will I do?

    As I remembered the events,
    I started to cry.
    I lift my eyes upward
    And scream to the sky.

    Why did you take him?
    What did we do wrong?
    We were finally making it.
    We had tried for so long.

    As I lay there and think,
    I remember the times we had.
    The memories flow.
    I'm no longer as sad.

    A warm feeling spreads through,
    Like sun on my face.
    I feel light in body,
    Like I'm floating in space.

    I lay there and wonder,
    What could the warmth be?
    Not something I can touch
    And surely not able to see.

    I picture his hand on mine.
    Warmth spreads to my fingers.
    I smile and laugh some.
    The feeling still lingers.

    The warmth is him
    Letting me know
    Everything will be okay.
    I am never alone.

    On those cold winter nights
    When I long for his touch,
    When I feel so desperate,
    I haven't wanted anything so much.

    He will be there to lift me up,
    To show me I still have his love.
    I still have the memories
    We always spoke of.

    As our children grow and learn,
    They accomplish new things.
    I can feel his joy.
    Oh, the warmth that it brings.

    My memories are great,
    But his touch is better.
    When I can't feel it,
    I just write him a letter.

    For I know he is watching.
    He's helping me learn.
    How to live in the world alone
    And for him not yearn.

    I have felt his touch less
    Over the last several days.
    I have met someone who
    Is like him in many ways.

    He will always be with me;
    This I've come to believe,
    But now I have found someone,
    A new love to receive.

    I look to the skies
    And raise my voice.
    Is it okay, I ask,
    And hear a joyful noise.

    I feel the warmth on my skin
    And know that he is near.
    Not just on the outside
    But from somewhere within.

    He's telling me it's okay
    To move on with my life
    And not to let it create
    Any emotional strife.

    So, now when I think,
    The memories are clear;
    They don't hurt anymore
    Because I know he is near.

    He is in my heart.
    In our daughter, our son,
    We weren't separated;
    Our souls are still one.

    I place a letter to him
    On the stone with his name,
    Telling him I'm okay,
    That here he must remain.

    As I walk to the car,
    An eagle flies overhead.
    He tips his wings as if to say
    I'm still alive, I am not dead.

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  22. 20. Suicide

    • By Derryn Brinton-Wood
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014

    On 27th June 2010 my husband, suffering from bi-polar, committed suicide.
    I wrote this poem shortly after his death when I realized how difficult my family, friends and colleagues found it to discuss and sympathize with my loss.
    The stigma attached to suicide still exists, unconsciously, in people's minds.
    The death is seen a choice. Something avoidable and so somehow less tragic. It was a death seeped in anger on my behalf when all I really wanted was to mourn his loss.

    Poem On The Stigma Of Losing A Loved One Through Suicide

    Suicide the headline screams
    And everyone turns their head
    Too frightened, too shocked, too ignorant
    To acknowledge that he is dead

    Whispers in the corridors
    As slowly rumours spread
    An overdose, a bridge, a rope
    A gun put to his head

    A visit to the state mortuary
    Where platitudes are said
    As they slowly draw the curtain
    For a viewing of the dead

    Widow standing silently
    While poetry is read
    Mourners walking one by one
    To the harbor they are led

    Flowers scattered on the sea
    A brightly fragrant bed
    Whilst seagulls cry overhead
    He is dead, he is dead, he is dead

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