Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

loneliness
like a potted plant
on the empty sidewalk.

Under the cherry blossoms
None are
utter strangers...Basho

...

if my father were here
we would watch the sunrise
from the deck

(my dad died Sept. 11, 2006)

...

alone we come
alone we go
never lonely

nice kus!! a re-cording day today: my mother died on march 10th 1999

if my mother were here
we would fight and laugh
with more years

A live-oak grows strong,
Unbending, yet so alone
In Louisiana.
http://www.haikuworld.org/dogwood/10/vii.html

A live oak tree grows
Unbending, yet so alone
Before my garden

live oak in winter
among the naked trees
a green oasis

live oak in springtime
the leaves genly fall
silent as snow

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time enough for love
If my mother was still here
for my sister's peace