Carpe Diem #1678 Troiku Month (7) Unlocked Fence


this wound

this unlocked fence
promises the kiss of ground to sky
delivering a dove’s breath

walking towards the countryside
an olive tree’s branch leans –
memories drop as scarlet blossoms

finally free
breathing the scent of lily-of-the-valley
a cluster of hyacinths marks a grave

where brown leaves nest
on the edge of a woodland
a nighthawk blends in

rustling through this corridor
as green shoots push towards heaven
field mice dream beneath the earth

when David’s Star rises
the eastern front has fallen
no more heroes left behind –

closing the garden gate
the scent of freshly turned earth greets
a ghosted figure kneeling

no one to disturb my thoughts –
I stand vigil in the dying light
waiting for this spell’s release

Virginia Creeper’s hold
twining up to open Love’s eyes
immortal as heaven’s embrace, this loss

©Backpocket Poems – Wildchild47


Haiku suite inspiration:

unlocked fence
walking towards the countryside
finally free

brown leaves
rustle through the corridor
David’s Star rises

closing the garden
no one to disturb my thoughts –
Virginia Creeper

© Chèvrefeuille


2 thoughts on “Carpe Diem #1678 Troiku Month (7) Unlocked Fence

  1. I am reminded of all those I have loved and lost. But walking where there are known burials… in most any cemetery is one of my least favorite of things.

    Odd though all of the little graveyards that are preserved in unusual places.

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    1. I don’t mind cemeteries at all – they can be fascinating places, but you have to feel “protected” from the energies, otherwise it can be rather oppressive.

      And yes, you’re quite right, it’s the smaller places, the ones tucked up and away, that often are unusual just for location alone. But then, I don’t usually purposefully go out looking for these places, but if I chance across them? (It depends on circumstances, obviously, but the dead often have much to say, by way of their passing.)

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