asked to forgive what you didn’t understand
no one does no one gets it
the black land of grief . . .
Tag: Grief
my student rag – Haiku
slowly i’ve discovered
it’s dangerous to read History
conflicts hide so much
A. H / K. H-H (18th April 2020)
gone wrong
wrong
all wrong
all gone wrong
all gone
gone
ostraka
condemned as joyless ignorant of love
knife twisted in a false heart of matters
a civil execution deletes wisdom’s hope
— heaven — when just as you depart
their hellish ends start to be uncovered
A. Hurford / K. H-H (12th July 2018)
writing of the past
writing of the past
neither prophecy nor cure
fault then repeated
grief given crocodile hues
there is nothing i can do
A. H / K.H 11 June 2018
a blind catch in the sun 