when words die. when hearts
stop beating. when souls depart.
Silence takes life's place.
you won't see me or
hear me again. Be careful
asking for silence.
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This week's Haiku Monday contest
is hosted by the ever sweet Foam.
Her topic of choice: SILENCE.
Submission deadline is tonight at midnight.
hear me again. Be careful
asking for silence.
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This week's Haiku Monday contest
is hosted by the ever sweet Foam.
Her topic of choice: SILENCE.
Submission deadline is tonight at midnight.
9 comments:
Love these. So sad and oh so very true. Tanks for posting and playing, jean. ... And thanks for not silencing our blog. I would have missed you.
Oh, I understand the first one. The first birthday after my Mother died was hard. The phone was silent all day and it was at the moment I really understood she was gone.
Great haikus. As always.
There once was a man from Nantucket
Oh wait... that won't work.
Thank you, Foamy. Woulda been lonely without alla you.
Thankee, Boxer. I was hoping for a little more upbeat but, eh, sometimes I gotta take what I can scrounge up.
I know what you mean, too...all the special days in those first years are hard.
Mark, wrong contest, cutie. ;-)
I didn't see these earlier. Neat pics. great haiku. How many times have I regretted saying something and never hearing that persons voice again.
silence
I reckon it's an open statement.
If given as a demand, it brings up visions of Jeremy Irons calling to the Court of Jerusalem for "SILENCE!" in his near gravel like voice.
But it could just as easily be the whisper of a butterfly grazing your cheek.
I would rather be the butterfly grazing your cheek.
Of course, if I was Jeremy Irons, I would call for you to join with me in my castle.
Stay with us Jeanie-Doll.
All is not out to hurt you.
Thanks, Curm. I'm still having trouble commenting at your place. Karl's, too.
Berry, so many ways to consider silence. As evidenced by the variety of haikus submitted this week.
Mark, I'm ok. Just a little low on enthusiasm right now but it'll get better.
it remembers my mother's grave..
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