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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