A cup of kindness, simple, yet moving target – social tides failing. (Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: cup/ goal. Image from personal collection.) Advertisements
A river of people move motivated by preservation, hands tightly grasping hands, a prayer for union in the midst of unfathomable hardship – they sacrifice
A snowy-bearded man in a uniform of red, says HOHOHO sets our wheels spinning – suddenly behavior counts, and calories don’t, and mistletoe – well
What mysteries lie in ancestral roots, what clues to illuminate the dysfunction that permeated our familial ties, cursed us with a pervasive sense of perversity?
Hand holding conveys child’s truth – trust in adult a treasured honour. (Written for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Prompt: honour/ truth. Photo from personal collection.)
I hold a photo of my father – on that last Remembrance Day – am awed by the person we never knew. Just fifteen, he