Written for: Haiku Horizons
wasteland’s silent cries
echoes in Mother Earth’s heart
breathes in its marrow
Note: Reposted this from the comments section:
Written by calensariel as a comment on this haiku.
That’s similar to how I felt when we were standing on the battlefield in Gettysburg.
Monuments: A Grief Remembered
The land remembers
red, flowing blood of her sons;
mourns — battle-scarred, mute.
Wind, a grief unspent,
wails over fallow fields, cries
WE MUST NOT FORGET!
This was what I wrote when I got back to my daughter’s that afternoon.
May 12, 2009 written by calensariel