Sand Blown Poet Haiku

No Luggage Space

the knock was heard twice
and liking questions he asked
'someone at the door?'

the sound came again
this time from somewhere closer
and he said 'hello?'

there was no answer
just another knock nearer
he quizzed 'the back stair?'

was it death he thought
holding a smile and dreaming
he asked 'friend or foe?'

came the voice 'neither
i am not of this world
'but another view'

'how well you did live
love and learn to let it go
is what matters most'

'not to me but you
because you are the luggage
nothing more to take'


stan sand

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Funom Makama July 30, 2019 at 1:05 PM Your consistency makes your already wonderful craft majestic. Yet another lovely piece. This is really great.. Sand Blown July 30, 2019 at 3:12 PM oh man...you are much too kind

Jennifer Proxenos July 19, 2019 at 1:01 AM Absolutely right - why do the rich and powerful get so greedy, the only thing rich about their final journey is their coffin! Such an exact write. Hugs, Jennifer. Sand Blown July 19, 2019 at 2:37 AM ya...it's going to be a speedy delivery : ) cofcofhmmph

David Smith July 18, 2019 at 8:04 PM Well constructed and just right length to keep interest. Not too much sand blasting. Have a great weekend. David in NZ Sand Blown July 18, 2019 at 11:27 PM sand-blasting...oh hey thank you : )

Gershon Wolf July 17, 2019 at 5:23 PM That's right. You can't, and you don't, take it with you, as they say. Two thumbs up for this one, Sand! Best wishes, Gershon Sand Blown July 17, 2019 at 7:16 PM thanks...when the messanger comes knockin i hope i'm relaxed : )

Kim Rodrigues July 16, 2019 at 1:43 PM That will be one crazy trip! No luggage...taking no one else...finding a new home. Sand Blown July 16, 2019 at 3:10 PM new home...he's leaving his self, the world behind... nirvana maybe : )