on her death bed
she hears him smiling
circle of life
she hears him smiling
circle of life
waves wash over
stones ground to nothing
ebb and flow of life
stones ground to nothing
ebb and flow of life
arrayed in splendor
leaves fall and crumble
life fade
leaves fall and crumble
life fade
all our hopes crushed
ten fingers reach toward heaven
no fetal heartbeat
(for my child)
A very moving series of haiku ...
ReplyDeleteI could sense the pangs of death in your words...wonderfully done !
ReplyDeleteThanks - glad the pangs came through.
ReplyDeleteSuch an ache through this whole series -- hearing the smile was brilliant -- but the last one broke my heart.
ReplyDeletePoignant series! Thank you for sharing!
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