Full Snow Moon #haiku #carpediem #winter #moon

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Lonely silhouette

you are leaving me behind

in silver moonlight

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In silver moonlight

I walk on my frozen tears

nothing to call back

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Nothing to call back

barren lies my horizon

when you are not here

A beautiful snowy prompt by Carpe Diem Haiku Prompt

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Waiting for You #poem (One shot Wednesday)

I sat looking

Waiting

Hoping

for One last glimpse

of us

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There we were on our bench

the picture so clear

sweet summer fragrance

eyes only for each other

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You held me tight

beneath the maple trees

emanating warmth

even in the fall breeze

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Words they heard

in our lover’s embrace

carefully conveyed into the night

as though they had done this before

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You were only a breath away

whispered never “let you go”

gave me hope for tomorrow

yet  I am here all alone

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That love so strong

had one weak link

more than tears rusted through

our loving embrace

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So I make a vigil

before our bench

I cast my love

into the frosty night

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Into barren arms of naked maples

and cold winter air

“please hold my dreams tight”

they hear me whisper

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I listen for hopes of you

things not spoken my dear

perhaps no one will hear

but maybe they will get

through to you

This poem is in honor of the men and women whose love was separated forever by disaster the day that Pearl Harbor was attacked December 7, 1941.

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Photography: Leslie Moon – Fall bench

Benson Kua – winter bench

*http://www.flickr.com/photos/bensonkua/3293510705/

Vision (by poet Daniel Audet)

Once lost in shadowed canyons of illusion,
my only company now, haunting echoes of weary footsteps
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Once a citizen, a sightless spirit numbered among the roving hordes
fleeing the known into the darkest void
Truth lost in the wreckage of our wake
Truth never our destination
Readers of the book of lies
Barren souls but for the fruit of an afflicted will
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Breathless, clinging to pillars of fear
forever scarred from collision in the depths of dry places I cry out to gaze upon the land of living light
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An anguished spirit taking flight by an unknown compass through the narrow passage
I will surrender in the presence of the fathers
Would that I too might find the realm of mercy, of sight
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Blackest storms cover the ancient lands, now and forever raging, behind me
Casting off this mask of mere humanity I plunge into darkness
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One last journey to the core of infinity
Wanting to showcase this outstanding poet – Daniel Audet. You can read his other writings http://thewritersroad.com
Photos:
The concrete block by Ozyman

Grand Canyon by Chenyingphoto (Lic: Creative Commons)