The Date #wordprompt #sixwords

One drop on the calendar date The prompt at 6WSP is Date

Frost #winter #haiku

  you leave before dawn  a captive of wintry frost kiss on the window The prompt at Carpe Diem’s “Throw that pebble” is Frost.

Carry On #ancestors #haiku

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 / what

Spring’s Thaw

willow’s tears frozen memories freed in the thaw another heart breaks The last Carpe Diem haiku for March is Weeping Willow.  

Memory #haiku #moon

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 season

Her Headstone #poetry #death #photography

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 * silvery

I Remember… #poetry #haiku #ancestors

“Remembrance is a form of meeting”.                                                                                                  

A Memory “M” #atozchallenge #poetry

  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 write

Surviving Winter #poetry #photography

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

Memories in a box #haiku #photography

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 my