Your first experience with death.  Prompt #324

Write about your first experience with death.

Or write about a death that transformed you.

Or a death you might never get over.


Grief by Gwen Flowers

I had my own notion of grief

I thought it was a sad time

That followed the death of someone you love.

And you had to push through it

To get to the other side.

But I’m learning there is no other side.

There is no pushing through.

But rather,

There is absorption.

Adjustment. Acceptance.

And grief is not something that you complete.

But rather you endure.

Grief is not a task to finish,

And move on,

But an element of yourself —

An alteration of your being.

A new way of seeing.

A new definition of self.


There have been many deaths this July 2017. This poem came across my Facebook feed on the day of my dear friend’s memorial service. It’s given me some things to think about. Maybe it will cause you to pause and ponder, too.


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