Today the sky is blah-grey. The epic storm that delayed our Christmas will be easily forgotten. There is a cold front lingering but I am numb to the nip of winter.
We pack away large boxes of decorations and carry the balsam fir tree to the curb. It is still green, still thriving through it all. I pluck the uneaten gumdrops from the candy tree I playfully put together a few days earlier. They feel heavier now, like my heart.
This new year slips in without recognition. Time has barely shuffled past the twenty-seventh. We rearrange the furniture back to its original setting….before Christmas, before the storm. I collect the holiday cards displayed on the window sill, leaving only one, signed with love from my mother-in-law. It will sit here for awhile.
no calendar for death
december takes another breath
angel finds her wings
A haibun for dVerse Poets Pub in response to Kim’s prompt, ‘Fireworks and a Dripping Tap”.
A beautiful heartfelt haibun, Mish. The new years seems to call a lot of folks to step over the line and pass on. Well done!
Impactful haibun. The sole card in the windowsill is a powerful image.
Nostalgic and sad. The haiku at the end ties the theme of death and loss to the passing of time, nicely done.
Oh, I’m so sorry for your loss. People often seem to hold on for Christmas, and then take that next, long step. This is such a powerful piece of writing.
After a couple of bright days, we too have a blah-grey day today, with threatened rain. You’ve reminded me to remove the decorations from the tree when I get back from the dentist, Mish. What resonates clearly with me is ‘This new year slips in without recognition’, the single card on the window sill, and your haiku.
We have vases of flowers around the house, flowers from the funeral of my father in law last week. A death is always hard, but even more so at this time of year. I share your sorrow.
I loved the last card in the window left to remind you of your mother in law’s love. This haibun touched my heart. I feel your loss.
What a tough time. You shared it beautifully, eloquently.
Oh, I am so deeply sorry for your loss. The new year has slipped in without recognition, yes. I resonate with the image of grey sky. Sending love and gentle hugs.
This is such a heartfelt haibun, sad and beautiful. I am so sorry for your loss.
No finer remembrance could be written. Beautiful. Thanks.
So heavy when loss visits in the middle of the feast. We had a similar experience a Christmas some years ago.
So sorry for your loss Mish. This was a heart felt haibun and I feel your sadness and heavy heart. May this year bring cheer and laughter!
I love the idea of the solo card on display. Sorry for your loss.
Incredible haiku, Mish!