You revealed each roof
As a coarse palm, made to hold
The cold truth of snow
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Isaiah 60:1-3 NIV “Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the LORD rises upon you. [2] See, darkness covers the earth and thick darkness is over the peoples, but the LORD rises upon you and his glory appears over you. [3] Nations will come to your light, and kings to the brightness of your dawn.
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The Lesions of Devotion
Every day I set myself down on the freshly cut lawn and strip myself bare. I take my guitar and finger the frets and pick at the strings, listening for dissonance. My life is dissonance. I twist the tuning pegs until each string sounds bright. Then I kneel, calves pointing behind me, kneecaps facing forward. All exposed to the breeze. I close my eyes and play the melody.
By Paul Stewart7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (12)
Such richness in so few words! Fantastic haiku, D.J.!
You've mastered the form, this is as gorgeous a haiku as I've ever read! Bravo, my friend :)
Oh this is phenomenal! Love it! 💓🌟
Nice work matching the artwork.
This evoked association with my Grandad. Protective with coarse hands that could weather anything.
Nothing to add here, but that this was beautifully done!
Appreciation for art mixed with a descriptive and apt personification. "Cold truth of snow" - I like the suggestion of no guile.
Oooo, that was deep! Loved your Haiku!
Simple and effective.
Nicely done!
It's a beautifully layered piece that leaves a lasting impression. Well done!
Haha super clever!! Loved it😍