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year of mourning

a haiku cycle

By Dane BHPublished 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read
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The First Spring Without Me

plant a seed where I

lie. Gather the family to

say the first goodbye.

*

In Summer, When I'm Gone

bring water to pour.

Speak my name often - 'til you

can't cry anymore.

*

When Autumn Comes Calling

watch the trees as they

burn: sorrows fade from embers

to ashes, to smoke.

*

Though Winter Feels Endless

you nearly are through.

winter wind's bite will wake you;

you've given your due.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Dane BH

By day, I'm a cog in the nonprofit machine, and poet. By night, I'm a creature of the internet. My soul is a grumpy cat who'd rather be sleeping.

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