One of the things I failed to touch on in my earlier post about my last couple weeks in Oregon, is perhaps one of the most important things I did while I was home in Eugene for the two and a half weeks. Because all of the grandchildren were going to be in town, we were going to inter my grandmothers ashes. My grandfather had wanted to wait for a time when we could all easily be there. My sister, who lives in NYC, had flown back just a couple days before my grandmother passed. Because my grandmother did not want a funeral, there was no rush to bury her ashes.
The whole family drove up to the small cemetery where her ashes would rest. They would be put directly into the ground next to her parents. My uncle dug a small hole and my grandfather opened the box her ashes were in and poured them directly into the ground. What remained of my grandmother would at least feel the earth around her as she wanted. Yet again, however, I learned about love from the eyes of my grandfather. This haiku is for him.
her ashes covered
within the dirt. his tears truth.
their love still evolves.
past breaths for my grandparents:
odb: legacy, odb: storms, odb: a new year, odb: roots
more breaths from the poets at one deep breath
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a faithful ember
sustains through a dark night softly
more tiny pretty breaths at one deep breath
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these are the shape of
things. sun prays. rain believes. wind
doubts. above all they dream.
more breaths of architecture from the poets at one deep breath
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For the majority of my life, I’ve lived in the Northwest. As a result I’ve come to enjoy the rain. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the sun and welcome its return each spring, but I also look forward to the return of the rain come October. The rain is what helps Oregon retain its majestic beauty. So my response to this weeks prompt at One Deep Breath is dedicated to the rain, that nurtures our environment and provides our fresh water.
rain (a haiku)
in solace journey
to your collected presence
from grey life sustains
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it eludes me…mind
distracted by heart’s thoughts
awake without you
some breaths of sleep
more sleepy breaths from the poets at one deep breath
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Two haiku on sleeping.
while dreaming it makes
perfect sense until dawn breaks
and shadows awake
we share this sleep in
forgotten by dawn
a breath of sleep(lessness)
more sleepy breaths from the poets at one deep breath.
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aware of our feet
the sea blinks and anoints them
the tears soften sand
more breaths of the sea
from the poets at one deep breath
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caged by concrete these
refugee parks find light in
steel, fence and lilies
Inspired by the parks of New York City on a recent visit.
another breath for earth day
more breaths for earth day from the poets at one deep breath
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we gravitate to
spring flowers pollenating
we nourish the earth
another breath for earth day
more breaths for earth day from the poets at one deep breah
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i have no frame
for this window between us
inside spring i gaze
more bridges from the poets at one deep breath
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