
This Memorial Day, let us live the ancient Romans’ “Momemto more” by remembering our beloved dead. Write a haibun in which you offer your remembrance for anyone who has died, whom you love, or with whom you have a connection.
New to haibun? The form consists of one to a few paragraphs of prose—usually written in the present tense—that evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haiku—nature-based, using a seasonal image—that complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.
New to dVerse? Here’s what you do:
- Write a haibun that memorializes a loved one, or one with whom you have a connection, as described above.
- Post it on your personal site/blog
- Copy your link onto the Mr. Linky
- Remember to click the small checkbox about data protection.
- Read and comment on some of your fellow poets’ work
- Like and leave a comment below if you choose to do so
- Have fun!
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Remembering someone close to you that has “passed on” as they say, is very emotional for me. I often grab my phone to call them, as if they were still alive. I realize also, that I could have said more to them, done more with and for them, but it stays a regret.
spring recalls absence
two sisters
heavy heart mem’ries
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Haibun Monday 5/26/25: Momento Mori
I felt this, yes, the picking up of the phone, so true …
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Beautifully distilled Cheryl, you keep them alive in your own way…
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Thank you
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To carry grief with regret is a heavy load…my sympathy, Cheryl.
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My sisters both died within two weeks time. I don’t know if I’ll ever get over it
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Oh wow…i can only imagine how hard that must be! I hope you can hold onto the good memories…and let the rest go.
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A heartfelt haibun, Cheryl! We cannot change the past. We cannot only do better with those who still surround us. XOXO
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thank you
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I am a mosquito magnet
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Ugh! It totally sucks (pun intended). 🙂
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I still talk to my mum and my grandmother sometimes, and they’ve been dead a while now. We didn’t have telephones when I was younger, so I wouldn’t think to phone them.
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It’s a strange sensation to think they might be listening
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But also comforting.
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Hugs! Losing siblings or friends is very hard.
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I love hugs, thank you
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You’re welcome ☺️
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Yes. How often do we wonder whether or not we said enough, or too much?
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Yes, I can feel that very much.
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I understand how your fell, Cheryl.
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I know exactly what you mean. Excellently captured.
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The regret is so strong, yes…..and two sisters…is heavy. the toll ..
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You are right. 24 years after my mother’s death, I still occasionally have a thought that I want to tell her something.
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An interesting assignment to condense, then condense again. Thanks for the prompt.
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