Photo credit, prompt is photo.
into this life
a star or two has fallen –
For Sonya over at ‘
Rajani over at
Where she is hosting a month of micropoetry. Do drop by and join in
Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #2
Photo, not mine, photo is prompt : Daily Bread
new chance to give thanks –
Carpe Diem Haiku
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It has been a strange eight days mired in joy, anxiety, stress and sadness.
Two home-goings, one way before his time. An ambitious young man, twenty two years old, on a new journey to law school. Now, a journey diverted, a soul called home. Leaving a mother grief stricken and numb.
The other, of her time. She had lived some life.
In between these, was a wedding in a most peaceful setting in the mountains. This odd mix of joy and sorrow came in threes.
short goodbyes –
lurking in cool air
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I commit to Faith
each day I live in His light –
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Faith, Hope and LOVE
Above all else
A faith filled Easter to all!!
from emotional journey
summons inner faith
Carpe Diem Haiku
is the messsge so I focus on the that rather than the messenger and the frailties that keeps peeking through
seeking a closer relationship with God
In respone to Carpe Diem Haiku Prompt:
Tokubetsudesu #50 one-bun
……. The one-bun is an ultra-short haibun which has just one line of prose (including the title) and a (one-line) haiku. I will give an example of this one-bun written by Jim himself.
of the most distant stars, which describes for us the size and age of the universe, won’t reach us for aeons, leaving us to imagine …
dark space the red shift of my mind
(c) Jim Kacian