jornales

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

My haiku at haikudoodle’s ‘Dia de los Muertos’ (Day of the Dead) page, a theme for the month

My haiku beautifully interwoven with excellent and masterfully crafted haiku, tanka and haiga by mostly great poet friends at Margaret Dornaus’ Dia de lost Muertos (Day of the Dead) page at her blog haiku doodle shared as link on my blogroll. It’s a month-long theme with prayers offered for our beloved dead in most Christian Catholic churches. Check it out!

pine sprigs—
discarded memories
on an old grave

candle drippings
on the epitaph—
a broken word

disarmed
the cypress grove
bares my grief

autumn rain
on the stone virgin’s shoulders—
my tears

day of his death
a paddle of wings
forever

Because there were no pictures during the burials and the graves of my beloved dead, I’m posting here my shot in a vist last summer at Robert Frost’s grave at First Church, Bennington, Vermont, his eptiaph: ‘I had a lover’s quarrel with the world’. Buried with him in this grave are his wife and children

November 6, 2012 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

leaves crackling (tribute to Mama)

leaves crackling–
in her grave tiny hands sweep
leavings of sparrows

October 30, 2010 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

picking autumn leaves

picking autumn leaves

off the grass, her grave

nothing but fine rain

October 26, 2010 Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , | 8 Comments