my mother, my dove (haiga)

91862-dove-flying

(haiku)

Once a sprightly dove
now flies above and beyond
forever gone

une  colombe
lost its voice
the earth weeps

a special dove
flies up to heaven
lost my voice

dove of life
above and beyond
silenced

silenceù
punched me
hard

silence
broke my heart
lament

lamenting
cries searching
ma colombe

lonely
without my dove
tender endings

necessary loss,
life sweeps away,
mourning dove

grieving
daughters shift gears
lost, am I

lost
baring a new role
orphan am I

wings spread,
chirping farewell
Mother dove

(american sentence)

An orphan is born when the last parent has departed forever.

© Tournesol ’14/12/03

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