#Haiku Happenings #3: Jules’ latest #haibun for my current #haikai challenge!
It’s not that simple
deep down I guess we all knew
lucky stars can fade
How can we conquer that incomprehensible blue horizon with its indentation of shadow and illuminations. More than thirty miles or thirty years of bad roads; can’t blame omophagous (consumption of raw food or meat) eating for our lack of trust on understanding how things work on the interior of our own bodies. But we do know that putting nasty stuff in our bodies can alter how our organs work…
No one is laughing out loud at our loss. There’s always some fly in the ointment that is supposed to help ease one’s relief. This time it is the limit of those who can gather.
I am slung into the role of pallbearer. I can only wonder if there will be cherry blossoms in bloom at the cemetery. Our loss occurred soon after the spring equinox – as we get older every sheet on the calendar marks the anniversary of the loss of a loved one.
I want to stand alone under the purple illumination of the sky and have all my ‘why’ questions answered. I want to be far enough away from others so my sobbing will be allowed to rumble into space and perhaps reach the sympathetic ear of some guardian angel…
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