Flatline
Over empty beach,
Grief is a seagull’s sharp cry,
Piercing sky and heart.
Winter freezes life:
River of death stops the pulse,
And all souls stand still.
Nothing escapes death,
Even when the time is wrong.
Time is ever wrong.
No touch that is warm,
No new words of wisdom born;
Seek them in the frost.
Gone, you are with me;
I hear your voice on the wind
For eternity.
Theme: haiku poetry about life and nature
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About Eva Blaskovic
I am a multi-genre author of literary fiction, fantasy, and paranormal, and writer of non-fiction articles on parenting, writing, education, health, and travel. My background encompasses both the sciences and the arts. I teach at a specialized clinic for learning disorders and mentor young authors. In addition to writing and teaching, my passions are weather, Indian food, gardening, and music. I have played eight musical instruments and spent many years immersed in taekwondo and karate. In my youth, I was an avid canoeist. I was born in Prague, Czech Republic, grew up in the Great Lakes region of Ontario, Canada, and moved to Alberta in 1988, where I raised four children.
This is deep, truth and beautiful.. 🙂
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Thank you, Prakash.
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