Haiku - Container
Solid in our grasp,
the box of things that matter.
Until all changes.
Hills and drifts of snow
bring us firmly to stillness.
If only briefly.
What contains us now?
Who and what do we contain?
Lines blur in the white.
(Thank you to the women of One Deep Breath
for their continuing inspiration.)
the box of things that matter.
Until all changes.
Hills and drifts of snow
bring us firmly to stillness.
If only briefly.
What contains us now?
Who and what do we contain?
Lines blur in the white.
(Thank you to the women of One Deep Breath
for their continuing inspiration.)
posted by Shelley @ 8:53 PM
9 comments
9 Comments:
That first one is especially true, and very moving. Beautiful!
Gorgeous photo and haiku. I like the questions you ask in your third haiku - very thought provoking.
I really like these! Becca hit it on the nose for me....
really lovely series, and yes, a beautiful photo. i like the first haiku most, but they're all good.
smile
Fantastic haiku and photo - excellent food for thought!
Lovely thoughts and photo. Number 1 haiku is particularly true.
This is simply magnificent, and every stanza sings - I love it all and particularly the third part. Interesting that we are thinking in terms of hands and winter imagery.
I read these three stanzas as one poem - very lovely.
I love
the box of things that matter
--a wonderful way of thinking.
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