Hi everyone. Welcome to another Haiku.
This time I’m focussing on my difficulty dealing with this time of the year. The Grief Gauntlet is something I talk about often, in fact, I recently posted a poem about it called The Gauntlet.
Basically, between October and early December all of the anniversaries of my signofocant losses happen. My mum, father and our first daughter are all within a few weeks of each other. I’ve never been able to calculate if I’m lucky to deal with it all in one go, or if I’d be better off with things being more spread out. Either way, I’m sat in the middle of the gauntlet right now, and it’s not pleasant.
Yesterday I remembered my mum, and my daughter wrote a letter to her. It meant the world to me – my mum would have loved being a Nana – but it did make the anniversary a bit harder than previous years.
Anyway, here is my haiku on grief.
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The price we pay
Pain comes round yearly
Grief – the price we pay for love
Only tears are left
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Thanks for visiting 💜
Creative Steph 