I am a nurse, massage therapist, and Reiki Master. But my favorite definition of myself is "gramma". I write to explore the sacred in the ordinary of everyday life.
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Heart wrenching and warming at the same time. Personal and yet so sweeping in reach. Thank you.
When reading this poem for the first time, I felt something like: well, ok, interesting contrast in the last line, but so what – and why with that scenery?
Reading it again some hours later the last line did evoke a strong feeling of trust – in connection with the foregoing scenery – and I really liked the poem. Thank you, Patricia!
Heart wrenching and warming at the same time. Personal and yet so sweeping in reach. Thank you.
When reading this poem for the first time, I felt something like: well, ok, interesting contrast in the last line, but so what – and why with that scenery?
Reading it again some hours later the last line did evoke a strong feeling of trust – in connection with the foregoing scenery – and I really liked the poem. Thank you, Patricia!
pristine sky–
neighbor’s roof strewn
cross a green lawn
–
patricia, i can relate, specially after wilma, katrina, jeanne, and andrew
Strong typhoons frequently visit the Philippines. In many occassions, many towns are flooded including some cities.
Town Swells
after a mountain rain–
the whole town proper swells
like the river
Melchor F. Cichon
Aklan, Philippines
Wow. Nice one. Sorry to hear you had to experience this. I find it encouraging that you found strength and beauty in the tragedy though.
old papers
forgotten card from Mom
present tense
touching the wood
as I walk by
Grandmother’s table
unable to hold your hand holding my Bible close
Beautiful haiku,Patricia. I wonder if cancelling the word(grandmother)can add a deeper layer to the poem:
storm moon
in the rubble
a Bible
Thank you for sharing.
Best, Rita.