Today the prompt for Carpe Diem is thenody as suggest by Mark Redfern. I had too google threnody, but I found a suitable theme.
Funeral of a first born by Mykola Yaroshenko
after brief visit
baptised to a threnody
their first born child
~~
their first born child
carried to a shallow grave
wind sings threnody
~~
wind sings threnody
barren trees like skeletons
haunt their silent march
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April 17, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Beautiful, intensely poignant.
Thank you Maggie 🙂
well done
so sad
JzB
wow this hit me on such a personal level that I cried. Beautifully done.
Thank you Patricia..
Strong cascade Bjorn, hit me right in my heart.
You used your words to perfectly illustrate the bleakness of losing a child! Wind singing threnody and the skeleton trees were especially good!!
Though the sun is shing, at last, your set of haiku made me shiver.
shing is sching (dialect of my hometown Cologne) it should read “shining”. 🙂
Very poignant but beautifully penned. Perfect take on the prompt!
When the threnody comes from the wind, it is, perhaps, the saddest of all.
Threnody of Dust
baptised to a threnody – gave me chills. reminded me of when i had to perform emergency baptism on a neonate in the icu, i cried then 😦 well done
I can understand that, and when I found the picture it was the only way to go. My next will be happier 🙂