1
open raw wound layers
exposed frail bones there and cracked
foundations, see repairs
2
relentless the sun
burns through many layers, leaving
taunt lobster-like skin
3
thoughts lining his skin
heart flow of ink was his tat
remembering ‘Mom’
4
bare, souls of poets; like
graceful prayer flags hanging
in the elements
5
all words are equal
in their nakedness, speaking
honest intentions
cJP/davh
this is a wonderful series of haiku -- but I'm especially liking the fourth one -- the poets' souls flying like prayer flags -- a really gorgeous image and metaphor. :)
ReplyDeletelove this sequence and its inner links
ReplyDeleteI like to imagine with you that all words are equal in their nakedness...
ReplyDeleteNaked in the Grass
This is just beautiful...so deep and reflective!!
ReplyDeleteI think you have undressed nakedness to its inner core
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