Haiku My Heart: Ghost Whispers



Haiku My Heart



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

Comments

Mark 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.
May 15, 2015 at 8:39 AM
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...
May 15, 2015 at 8:43 AM
J C said…
This is wonderful. The picture and the words tell such a tale. It made me think of Grapes of Wrath.
May 15, 2015 at 10:26 AM
Lea said…
This is haunting and poignant... listening to the wind, it all comes to life again...
May 15, 2015 at 12:05 PM
gma said…
Between the photograph and the wind, it's an amazing story.
May 15, 2015 at 1:20 PM
Nonnie said…
fantastic tale, I must not be listening hard enough. next time...
May 17, 2015 at 7:19 AM
Laura said…
Beautiful Meri, the photo is so evocative, perfect for your haiku story.
May 18, 2015 at 2:16 PM
Annie Jeffries said…
This really touches where I live, Meri. It feels deeply personal.
May 18, 2015 at 2:55 PM
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
May 18, 2015 at 11:22 PM
Relyn Lawson said…
Hello, friend. It is good to visit with you again. This image and these words... both thrill my heart. Thank you.
May 20, 2015 at 6:14 AM
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