old lettters
scented with lavender lace,
story of undying love
~0~0~0
mother's words
lingered on frail paper,
our bold inspiration
~0~0~0
family secrets
hovered on frayed threads
in time: sands in the wind
Posted for Poets United: Timeworn
and Haiku Heights: Revelation
Aah! What a gorgeous set of haiku. :)
ReplyDeleteGrace, I could not easily choose a favorite, but if I were pressed it would be the first one. You used Vicki's art to 'craft' beautiful haiku!
ReplyDeleteI cant pick a favorite...beautiful all three! Nostalgia strikes...
ReplyDeleteEasy wings flutter to the Sun
Beautifully rendered set!
ReplyDeleteAll the haiku make one look fondly at the past to enjoy this lovely present..
ReplyDeleteThanks Grace!!
RS:)
hats off to your way of thinking..its a long road ahead for us beginners :)
ReplyDeletegorgeous!
ReplyDeleteI love all three, grace
ReplyDeleteThe first, sweetly archaic
The second, nurturing
The third, obscurity
Great job!
Rick
Secrets sometimes best left buried too, all sure flow like the sand, each one just as grand.
ReplyDeleteAwesome set of haiku. What to say more? ... I am in awe
ReplyDeleteI can't pick a favorite either! They all are wondering and dance with the fragments of time~ Beautiful!
ReplyDeletenice....reading old letters is cool...it kinda takes you back to a time...or enlightens you on one you have not been to....being in their handwriting as well there is another connection...a touch of who they were...
ReplyDeleteI used to love the way they used to put a dab of perfume on letters. They still did it as late as when I was a kid in the 60's.
ReplyDeleteAll of these are lovely Grace.
Beautiful haiku...you weaved your treasures with such elegance.
ReplyDeleteYou've told a story through this set, Grace. I love the images here. Old love letters offer such a wealth of emotion and history. The family secrets haiku is wonderful. Overall, my imagination ran wild.
ReplyDeleteYour Haiku are filled with delicate images. Loved this.
ReplyDeleteMelanie
I like the ending and the sad reality of the last line.
ReplyDeleteA haiku trilogy that tells a life-tale, complete as can be. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteYour imagery is always spot on, love the ending.
ReplyDeleteI like the second one.. can relate to it in a way.. and I agree with Rch. imagery spot on :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Grace.
Grace I do not know how to turn it off. I did not even know it was on.
ReplyDeleteCould you please tell me what to do?
Melanie
These are beautifully crafted haiku, Grace. The last is my favourite probably because I can relate to it personally.
ReplyDeleteGrace,
ReplyDeleteThree delightful Haiku, which have a great individual reverence with the timeworn theme.
Eileen
So many items that bring memories or are time tested for providing a true guide to the unaccustomed! Nicely Grace!
ReplyDeleteHank
Beautiful. I love them!
ReplyDeleteI love the pretty, complimentary photo you chose to go with...
ReplyDeleteThe first one is definitely my favorite. Great choice of words to make Vicki's work come alive!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful set. I love the first and third. Can't get over the image. That will stay in my head all day.
ReplyDeletewonderful set ..I too love the first one ...
ReplyDeleteSuccinct and passionate.
ReplyDeleteYou suit this form.
The 3rd one is my favorite :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautifully crafted set.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful set of haiku!
ReplyDeleteI love all of it!...the second one is the best..
ReplyDeletethe past feels so fleeting.....lovely work
ReplyDeleteI love the family secrets hovering on frayed threads. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteBeeeeeeeeeeeeee-u-ti-ful! First is my favorite although I am hard pressed to really pick one.
ReplyDeleteThose haikus were the perfect fit for that photo, great choice! I love that phrase "family secrets hovered on frayed thread" what a great image and that sense of mystery-nicely done :-)
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful and lovely set....First one was my favorite...
ReplyDeletei always enjoy your haikus.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful set of poems.
DeleteVery fragile and yet can stand the test of time...classic
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