Gail Foster Poet Haiku

The Souls of Spring's Children

softly, whispering
featherfalls on silent stone
winter, gravity

lost in the fog, birds
grieving morning voicelessly
remembering love

dead diamonds, ditches
glittering cold promises
fossil furrow froze

darkness, deepening
the womb and the grave hiding
secrets and shadows

in the ground, waiting
the souls of springs children sing
muffled lullabies

© Gail Foster 2016

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Jannie Breedt January 13, 2017 at 9:33 AM I liked the second haiku most but they are all good

Jan Allison November 3, 2016 at 7:26 PM a wonderful string of haiku and some great alliteration too Gail:-) My favourites are the first and last ones:-) hugs Jan xx Gail Foster November 7, 2016 at 8:02 PM Thank you so much, Jan. I was rather pleased with 'the souls of spring's children' line. Best wishes to you x

Tim Smith November 3, 2016 at 6:49 PM Some wonderful haiku...like the muffled lullabies line Gail Foster November 7, 2016 at 8:03 PM Thanks, Tim. I'm not keen on the dark but I like to think I put a glimpse of light in this.

White Wolf November 3, 2016 at 6:48 PM I agree with Christy, Beautiful Gail Foster November 7, 2016 at 8:04 PM Thank you, Rick. 'Beautiful' is as good as it gets.

Christy Stover November 3, 2016 at 6:44 PM Beautifully written with lovely imagery. Gail Foster November 7, 2016 at 8:04 PM Thank you for reading my work, Christy