Memories of the South
Memories of the South
spanish moss shimmers
slave ghosts of days long gone by
hanging from the trees
stain on Old Glory
dark time of subjugation
when man enslaved man
memories forever
then bodies, now gray moss hangs
tears, blood darken roots
Trisha Sugarek from
The World of Haiku
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