Final Goodbye #haiku #photography #memorial


Cali coast

Today  ashes spread

upon the sea, your spirit

set free

Carpe Diem’s prompt is Departed Soul. Today was the memorial service for the man who modeled goodness to me as a child. He will always be father in my heart.

Author: moondustwriter

Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing and publishing in multiple genres (including education) in E. African for E. Africa. As a writer, it is a thrill to write for children (on all continents) who want to learn. I've been part of the blogging community for more than 13 years. Some old timers may remember the award winning (2011 Twitter Shorty ) blog community - One Stop Poetry. I was the co-producer of that fast growing blog community. I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers. There are many facets to this moon - my joy is in meeting you!

15 thoughts on “Final Goodbye #haiku #photography #memorial”

  1. Leslie, I remember how important that man is to you. Thankfully he fulfilled that father role to you, which likely made a very great difference in your life. It is rather beautiful that his ashes were scattered on the sea. I love “your spirit set free.” Beautiful, my friend.

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  2. Dear Leslie

    Your loss through pain
    is your fathers gain
    so pop champagne.
    In all you do
    a love shines through
    the love he knew.
    A daughters heart
    a fathers shoulder
    who be the boulder?
    This rock of depend
    much more than friend
    and right too the end.
    Now set adrift on sea
    under no loch nor quay
    be his spirit sailing free.
    Gone on new explore
    though the exited door
    to find that distant shore
    but not forever more.
    Tis how it is and must be faced
    Not forgotten nor replaced
    none recyclable in haste
    for there isn’t any waste.
    Everything came to conclusion
    we be under no illusion nor delusion
    that this death is our exclusion,
    death is merely an intrusion.
    Just as sure as paper meets with pen
    who knows where who knows when
    ne’er the twain shall meet again?…
    (C)David A.Yates 2014

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