for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

5 Memorial Day haiku of loss and remembrance

i look up
and still that fractured sky–
911 some days

Pearl Harbor–
the only war this orphan knows–
my 90-year old aunt

his saber
still in its silver sheath–
the soldier long gone

memorial wall–
all those summers
these young men missed

in full regalia
he gazes into the void
among the living

—all posted (except #3) at the NaHaiWriMo facebook site for the prompt, ‘Memorial Day, loss and remembrance’

May 30, 2011 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment