Friday, March 31, 2023

 

Haiku Friday: Grief

 



I am feeling grief right now, and most of you have at some time, too. We might as well haiku about it, right?
 
Here, I will go first:
 
It comes on cat feet
And stares at me, expectant
It can be so still.
 
[Carl Sandburg described fog as coming "on little cat feet." That, I think, was a poem about grief, so I started there]
 
Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable formula and your heart. 

# posted by Mark Osler @ 1:00 AM
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# posted by Blogger Christine : 8:36 AM
 
Lore says Cardinals
are angels... it comforts my
mind... always near me
# posted by Blogger Christine : 8:41 AM
 
Everything changes,
And in the blink of an eye,
Life is different.
# posted by Blogger The Medievalist : 9:42 AM
 
There’s now a hole in
Christmas. Never to be filled.
Felt keenly, sharply.

# posted by Blogger JillScoggins : 2:42 PM
 
Grief

The waves keep crashing
Sometimes with astounding strength
Or with sacred pain

# posted by Blogger Your Tim(e) Has Come : 3:16 PM
 
Say her name and I
Cry. Fifty six years of grief.
Loss so raw, profound.
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 3:19 PM
 
A year to the date
She bid farewell and left us
A slipstream of love
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 4:19 PM
 
A deer stops in the
road and you know--you just know
it's her. It is her.

--Megan Willome
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 6:27 PM
 
Grief is never past;
we accept their absence to
continue forward

but never fully
internalize the fact that
they have departed,

that they have left us.
"Father would find this funny..
Mom would love this child."

Hold onto the grief
so that as we move forward,
they remain with us.

# posted by Blogger Unknown : 8:14 PM
 
All the memories
Come crashing to the surface
Of a life well-lived
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 9:24 AM
 
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