This brought me right back to summers spent at my childhood home in Warrenpoint, Northern Ireland, when my siblings and I used to play on the beach all day during school holidays. Our father would call us for lunch across the shore wall on Seaview. After his death three years ago, I sometimes try to remember the exact sound of his voice. Thank you for sharing this beautiful haiku.
February 11th, 2014 at 4:09 pm
This good haiku brings to heart and mind many possible meanings. Poetry helps so much with loss. Blessings, Ellen
February 11th, 2014 at 4:36 pm
Wonderfully moving.
warm regards,
Alan
February 12th, 2014 at 8:55 am
This brought me right back to summers spent at my childhood home in Warrenpoint, Northern Ireland, when my siblings and I used to play on the beach all day during school holidays. Our father would call us for lunch across the shore wall on Seaview. After his death three years ago, I sometimes try to remember the exact sound of his voice. Thank you for sharing this beautiful haiku.
marion
February 12th, 2014 at 9:59 pm
Thanks to all for the comments and to our fathers.
March 23rd, 2014 at 5:42 pm
Softly stirring, sombrely resonating haiku. Thankyou.