Friday, May 15, 2015

Haiku My Heart: Ghost Whispers






remnants telling tales
families scattered, like dust
wind whispers their names

10 comments:

Mark M. Redfearn said...

I like to listen to the wind myself. Sometimes it names the ones I've loved and lost, and sometimes not, but it's always worth listening.

Gillena Cox said...

the wind talk in strange tongues, daring us to listen

enjoyed this dramatic haiga
Thanks for stopping by my blog today

much love...

judie said...

This is wonderful. The picture and the words tell such a tale. It made me think of Grapes of Wrath.

Lea said...

This is haunting and poignant... listening to the wind, it all comes to life again...

gma said...

Between the photograph and the wind, it's an amazing story.

Norma Ruttan said...

fantastic tale, I must not be listening hard enough. next time...

Laura said...

Beautiful Meri, the photo is so evocative, perfect for your haiku story.

Anne Jeffries said...

This really touches where I live, Meri. It feels deeply personal.

rebecca said...

dear meri your haiku could tell an ancient story or be as recent as the earthquake in Nepal.

sorrow lives in us all.

on a bright note i am so deeply touched with your sweet company in the haiku circle.

holding you in love and light,

rebecca

Relyn Lawson said...

Hello, friend. It is good to visit with you again. This image and these words... both thrill my heart. Thank you.