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Wild Bouquets

barely a flower
holy consecrated ground...
headstones well adorned

© Harry J Horsman 2021

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/21/2021 6:54:00 AM

One thing I have not experienced as my mom is in an urn. A strange experience after all these years, to see a body reduced to ashes, no imagination that her body exists. In some ways a relief but in other ways…I have no words. My dad has a martini and will, with tears in his eyes, clink the urn. Heartbreak…

Timothy Hicks

Date: 4/15/2021 6:06:00 PM

If not humans to decorate and pay respect for dead ... then nature will take over. I like the thought behind this piece.

Line Gauthier

Date: 3/28/2021 10:21:00 PM

well done, Harry ~

Quoth Theraven

Date: 3/21/2021 7:14:00 PM

Hello Harry, Peacefulness in a poem's rest. The one thing I missed out in the Boy Scouts. Honoring the fallen and placing a flag upon their graves. -Richard

Chuck Melugin

Date: 3/18/2021 5:46:00 PM

Harry...Your poetry blooms!

Angela Crabtree

Date: 3/14/2021 3:25:00 PM

This is a wonderful write, Harry. I can see the picture you've painted here. Saved to read again. Hope you have a great week :)

Malabika Ray Choudhury

Date: 3/11/2021 4:47:00 AM

touching image of Nature - perfect Senryu - perfect title ~ Mala

Paul Callus

Date: 3/10/2021 3:00:00 AM

Neglected graves are usually the result of neglected visits. Good thing Nature makes up for that. ~ Regards // paul

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/9/2021 9:40:00 AM

It's almost as if Mother Nature adorned these graves herself, Harry. Your senryu conjures a lovely image! Hugs, Carolyn

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 3/8/2021 10:02:00 PM

Exquisitely lovely and moving.

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 3/8/2021 10:27:00 AM

God's wonderful adornment in nature. love phyl.

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 3/8/2021 8:26:00 AM

I once heard that God is no fool and he collects some of the most tender shoots and some of the most youngling buds. Your three lines speak volumes to my heart. Thank you for sharing. Stay healthy, beautiful and protected + Hugs

Alexis Y.

Date: 3/8/2021 7:30:00 AM

Hi Harry, What a touching and heartfelt - Alexis

Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/8/2021 7:22:00 AM

Harry...back in Chicago, people do put bouquets out. Sadly, my friend, thieves steal them the same day. Humanity where art thou? Good SENRYu. *Pangie*

Judy Ball

Date: 3/8/2021 7:04:00 AM

I want my ashes scattered in the wind from thee top of a mountain so I can be part of the wilderness I have loved so much. Nicely done Harry. I feel the same as you do. The cemetery seems so bare and forgotten. Good stuff. God Bless, JB

Jan Allison

Date: 3/8/2021 6:10:00 AM

I'm being scattered so hopefully there will be wild flowers at my final resting place. well penned harry:-) hugs Jan xx

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 3/8/2021 6:03:00 AM

The dear departed should be remembers with an occasional bouquet.

Jan Allison
Date: 3/8/2021 6:19:00 AM

I'd rather have flowers when I am alive Victor, have told hubby no flowers at my funeral lol:-) hugs jan xx

Vijay Pandit

Date: 3/8/2021 5:58:00 AM

Nature honored their memories--I see in your words the headstone covered in wild flowers. Well done, Harry.

Supraja Kannan

Date: 3/8/2021 3:51:00 AM

Deep and beautiful!!! I enjoyed reading it...

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/8/2021 3:29:00 AM

It is sad but enlightening to go to a cemetery sometimes and see what is written on them. Enjoyed reading your work. Thanks for stopping by my page. Sara