evening sun helping my dad tend the cosmos
(For my dear Dad, Frederick Buckingham, 1914-2012)
Issue 12.1 | 23 October 2012
Fall air unfolds memories, sweet laments of the Old Man’s last outings. Retelling our stories, he and I, with Mugs in that leaf soaked sun, as I studied him watching that old dog run
Lovely, Helen – especially the cosmos echoing the sun, the dad echoing the Father….Lovely
Beautiful haiku Helen. :-)
warm evening goodnight to the needlemouse as I check the stars
Alan Summers Publications credits: Presence 42 (2010)
Beautiful, Helen – Lost my dad this year, thank you for sharing your haiku!
As I said before, I always enjoy your poems.
Great work, Helen. This one really resonates.
Thanks for your great comments everyone – I really appreciate it.
Dear Helen, This is beautiful. My father was born in 1915. I'll share an old poem:
love for you became her care until she joined you there grief gives way to fields and wind and now I hear your voice again
(Published in Bell's Letters Poet)
Simply beautiful. I also lost my dad quite recently and this brought tears to my eyes, Helen.
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