Warm Sunlight

WHA Haiga Contest

April 2017

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Great Uncle

Great Uncle I am four or five. It is warm and the fragrance of the blooming privet hedge tickles my nose. Visiting Grandma, which happens often, she lives only blocks from our house, my mother’s Uncle Willie is at home when we arrive. He is old with a surprisingly full head of gray hair and […]

If Only She Had Stayed

122

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Esther dreams of a period filled
with gauzy comings and goings,
she has a vision of two little girls,
 how many years ago?
pajama clad ,nestled on the floor
the tv tuned to jackie gleason,
some kind of tribute show.
one sister has to leave
going by subtle degrees,
creeping away like a hermit crab
crashing into another world
leaving behind an empty shell,
and her only sister.
 no one had the power
to persuade her to stay,
not Esther, not anyone,
 and before she leaves,
she carefully opens up
a hungry space in Esther’s heart.

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For The Sunday Whirl ‘#122’

For Poets United ‘ Pantry’

Sweet Summer Rain


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summer puddles

splashing in the memories

of childhood

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first drops

hitting the hot sidewalk

smell of summer

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sudden downpour

blurting out the story

all at once

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summer rain – the day drizzles on and on

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kissing

under the beach umbrella

heat storm

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©2013 Wabi Sabi

For Carpe Diem ‘summer rain’