Grieving: Seven Haiku

Grieving: Seven Haiku

If I swim far enough

through this darkness

there has to be light somewhere

 

The ashes do not convey

the essence of you,

not even close

 

At the river today

even the ducks

looked for you

 

Your collar with your smell,

your familiar jingle,

empty of you

 

This house, so hollow,

so quiet, while we wait

for healing

 

Your hair still appears

in the dustpan,

whispers of comfort

 

Fourteen days and still

I crumple

at the smallest things

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