One drop on the calendar date The prompt at 6WSP is Date
you leave before dawn a captive of wintry frost kiss on the window The prompt at Carpe Diem’s “Throw that pebble” is Frost.
tama-dana ni kanarazu kaze no fuku to iu on the ancestors’ altar without fail a lucky wind blows © Issa Light flickers My father’s hands my son’s memory’s smile * tears cover the trail father steps into shadow son clears the path The Carpe Diem prompt is Ancestors. Without our ancestors who / whatContinue reading “Carry On #ancestors #haiku”
willow’s tears frozen memories freed in the thaw another heart breaks The last Carpe Diem haiku for March is Weeping Willow.
yabu- iri ya mamori- bukuro o wasure kusa Apprentice’s holiday: a good-luck amulet forgotten in the grass © Buson waiting all year dance to the memory full moon in her eyes This Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompt is in celebration of a holiday that the servants were given: “Yabu-iri” literally “thicket-entering,” is an obscure seasonContinue reading “Memory #haiku #moon”
The words in bold I pulled from a gravestone poem written by a grieving husband to his wife who had passed so young. Charlotte I spoke your name in harmony with the lark now the marble holds memories cold I caressed your hand through the bitterest of fights now I seek your shadow as you slumber at night * silveryContinue reading “Her Headstone #poetry #death #photography”
“Remembrance is a form of meeting”. Continue reading “I Remember… #poetry #haiku #ancestors”
Loose letters compose a written memory… “Look back to a fragrant past but sadly one that didn’t last not a promising future there will never be removing that circular band you set me free.” tear streamed I walk facing heartache of the day why so long did I stay? circling about the regrets I writeContinue reading “A Memory “M” #atozchallenge #poetry”
you lie so still nature’s companion returned to the dust beneath loamy undergrowth surrounds you you disappear into the ground you to spend this day alone foraging and soon very soon memories of your childhood evaporate into the day and you are left with no memory of why you do this at all
All that remained she lived in another time memories in a box * memories in a box one night set free no holding back ghosts reminders not needed the world could see The prompt at Verse First (hosted by Kim Nelson) is Ghosts, Spirits, Scares. I hope you feel the presence of a ghost in myContinue reading “Memories in a box #haiku #photography”