Sunday, March 18, 2012

Senryu



                                  an old cemetery
                                  the town's history
                                  in crumbling stone

                                   Moonset, spring 2009
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7 comments:

Frank... said...

A very poignant photo and poem, Adelaide. Nothing stays the same; we live a world that’s constanly changing...

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Frank.

Adelaide

Bill said...

I'd call this haiku, but, whatever it is, it's a good one.

Adelaide said...

Thanks, Bill. It's one of those that can go either way. When I submitted it to Moonset, the editor put it with the senryu.

Adelaide

Gillena Cox said...

dried crisp fallen leaves
to smother now
headstones


much love...

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Gillena, for your poem.

Adelaide

Claude LOPEZ-GINISTY said...

Vieux cimetière
l'histoire de la ville
en pierre qui tombe en poussière