Dark Shadows

Prune Juice: A Journal of Senryu, Kyoka and Haiga

November 2017


Night Fall




when darkness falls 

and there is no light to guide us,

we must try to become the light…

with words or with silent presence,

embracing one another,

in the bleakness of night

 let us feel our way,

 to the dawn of compassion. 


Recuerda Mi Corazon – Haiku My Heart

A Yearning



still roaming the inky darkness
of an immeasurable,unknowable landscape,

a soul sheeted in ice, searches cobbled sidewalks,
rock-strewn country roads and remote pebbled shores
for a safe passageway

like a moth bending closer, closer
body, soul, essence lured to the fire
that warms and melts frozen heart sounds
these flames consume the remnants
of the restless child,
massaging the clay of resistance
softening and molding it
eroding a foolish need to escape the stillness

it seems a simple task
and yet……..
when is the heart ever ready
to embrace the kiln of eternity,
that wild yearning to awaken
to the holy breath of god?


©2013 Wabi Sabi

For  The Sunday Whirl – # 132

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