#274 of 365 – 5 Haiku

5 Haiku



at five, I was king

in my garment of the gods

my red overalls



air, inedible

the haze and gunk of loss; death’s




such a lone window

watching and waiting for my

siblings to come home



three years old, waiting

for my sister and brother

to come play with me



hours so heavy

with grieving, they are flattened

underneath the weight




About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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2 Responses to #274 of 365 – 5 Haiku

  1. pi314chron says:

    Mixed bag of wonder and ehh! Not a big fan of the second one; the others I would have thrown Mother from the train (symbolically!) to have written. The themes of waiting, a child’s make-believe, and unrelenting grief are very real and believable. Very nicely done, Merle!

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