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Single Flower, In Winter's Grip

Single Flower, In Winter's Grip
 
 cold and frozen heart
 graveyard, abandoned tombstone
 life, fires, dead ashes

Robert J. Lindley, 11-13-2019
Haiku, ( Where Sorrows Meet Memories )

artbereavementdarkdeathheartbreakhaiku

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Connie Marcum Wong

November 24, 2019 at 7:00 PM

A metaphorical treat my friend. A splendid haiku! xxoo

Robert Lindley

November 26, 2019 at 4:41 PM

Thank you my friend. A true delight to read your inspirational reply made on this one.. God bless..

Edlynn Nau

November 20, 2019 at 9:32 PM

Well this hits me for the life of a graveyard that holds the history of entire families. They are decorated, visited, flowered, and gifted. It’s a method for us to walk in the past, in the present. Then literally, for California, we have seen these treasures of the spirit succumb to flame and ash. Destroying tombstone, record, and history. I know it’s a different take! The flower is all of that, but briefly! -Gypsies All

Robert Lindley

November 20, 2019 at 10:45 PM

Thank you my friend. I am so very pleased to see that you have returned to gift us your new poetry! Yes, the flower represents treasured and beautiful things in human life and in Nature too. Of which destruction may come as earth is not eternal as neither are we of flesh and blood. Sorry about those destructive fires in California my friend. Things destroyed that can never be replaced.

Kurt Ravidas

November 20, 2019 at 4:22 AM

Beautiful hai... Idea! Your poetry always act on me inspirational)

Robert Lindley

November 20, 2019 at 5:57 AM

Thank you my friend. Always a great pleasure to read your thoughts on my poetry.

Paul Callus

November 17, 2019 at 11:55 AM

Your imagery instils life into this metaphorical poem, Robert. Well donew, my friend. Regards // paul

Robert Lindley

November 18, 2019 at 4:19 PM

Thank you my friend. I am very pleased you liked this one.

Sandra Adams

November 13, 2019 at 4:57 PM

powerful image my friend... beautifully penned haiku :) hugs

Robert Lindley

November 13, 2019 at 7:40 PM

Thank you my friend. This one is about the death of great beauty. be it a human or a flower. Death is the ultimate curse, the most feared among our fears. Winter more than any other season brings on gloom, lack of opportunity and death. God bless....