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Deaths Cradle

A hole in the ground
Waiting patiently for us
There is no hurry

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Mahtab Bangalee

November 29, 2018 at 11:30 PM

hole; makes a lap for us and waiting for our end breaths /// lovely writing

Lunita Blanca

December 1, 2018 at 11:41 AM

True Mahtab. There is no escape.

Susan Ashley

November 29, 2018 at 2:24 PM

Your title is intriguing and your haiku compels us to think.. the ultimate end we can't escape.. cradle in birth, cradle in death.. life is what happens in between these two opposite extremes. A meaningful and thought provoking piece, Carlos. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Lunita Blanca

November 29, 2018 at 2:53 PM

Thank you Susan. Your writes continue to inspire me.

Kim Rodrigues

November 29, 2018 at 11:10 AM

Something to think about. The future holds a place for our bodies. So crazy visiting the Paris catacombs and seeing what happened to the departed bones.

Lunita Blanca

November 29, 2018 at 2:17 PM

In the school of life there is no vacation time Kim. Thanks for visiting.

Sand Blown

November 29, 2018 at 9:18 AM

like ol' clint eastwood said to little bill just before he shot him (movie: the unforgiven)... 'deserve?, deserve ain't got nuthin te do with it'

Lunita Blanca

November 29, 2018 at 2:06 PM

Thanks Sand. Cowboys around the campfire, "You see him there? Once he took all his clothes off and jumped into a cactus plant? Response "Why you do that crazy thing? Clint responded, "Well it seem like a good thing to do at the time." I don't remember the name of the movie. I am a fan of Clint.