Sunday, March 18, 2007

mither's day
athort her photy
sheddae o a burd




mother's day
across her photograph
shadow of a bird

5 comments:

  1. John, I think your poem is a jewel. It respects the spirit and the discipline of the haiku. Its poetic message is a sad one: an absence, some memories, a shadow, a bird in flight or maybe an angel's wing.
    Thank you very much for sharing.

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  2. ......beautiful......

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  3. A fruitful week leading to the mother’s day:

    - Can relate to that, happens to me, melting like this, sometimes…!:)
    - Must have been twilight dreams!?:) Learning the twilight language of the soul!?:)
    - I dare say this one (the Anglo Gaelic crow) also spoke the twilight language of inner knowledge!?:)
    - Incense burning - a gesture of the spirit…

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