Lawrence Sharp Poet Haibun

The Morning Was Strange

In the centre of the small town is a small town square. In the centre of the small town square is a small water fountain. It springs a joy to which the townspeople are magnetically drawn. The water below is clean and clear. This morning a young girl lay facedown. In the clean, clear water, where the small water fountain danced, and dances. In the centre of the small town square; in the centre of the small town. It seemed strange that she should be dead in a place where there is so much life.

I've known of her charm
We'll not dwell on her passing
It seems far too strange

1st July 2020

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Eric Ashford August 15, 2020 at 10:45 AM A very compelling and insightful write. Much enjoyed e Lawrence Sharp August 15, 2020 at 11:17 AM Many thank yous, Eric.

James Marshall Goff July 9, 2020 at 6:42 PM Love the stretching rubber-band, then tragic release...well done Lawrence! Lawrence Sharp July 10, 2020 at 12:52 AM Thanks, James, visit and comment well received.

Robert Lindley July 3, 2020 at 7:25 AM Wonderfully deep poem on the tragedies that are an ever present part of life. And how shocking it is when we must face one up close and personal. Death is always more sad, more tragic when it happens to the innocent, the young and/or a person one may know. God bless... A fav... Lawrence Sharp July 4, 2020 at 3:14 AM Thanks, my friend; my first haibun, so I only hope it's more or less readable.

Harry Horsman July 2, 2020 at 3:30 AM A poem for today, Lawrence, so sad and provoking. Also i see a message in there.. Lawrence Sharp July 2, 2020 at 6:19 AM Thanks, Harry, good to have you here, and very pleasing if it resonates with you.

Brandy Nicole July 1, 2020 at 8:57 PM There is so much truth within. We see this happening around us everyday. We think on it, of course. But- "We'll not dwell on it" Such deep and powerful thoughts. ~ Brandy Lawrence Sharp July 2, 2020 at 2:09 AM Always good to have you Branderz, support appreciated.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart July 1, 2020 at 1:42 PM A wonderfully unsettling piece. Well done! xomo Lawrence Sharp July 2, 2020 at 2:08 AM Thanks, Mo, glad you enjoyed.

Vijay Pandit July 1, 2020 at 6:08 AM Indeed a strange and troublesome morning. You are right--a place of joy soiled by misdeeds of someone among us. You have captured the scene and the emotions, my friend--the scene tugs the heart. Lawrence Sharp July 1, 2020 at 11:18 AM Thanks as always, Vijay, ongoing support appreciated.