Unheard wishes …

barren field…
an old scarecrow hears
a wish for rain

if only heaven
had visiting hours

Shared with Haiku Heights and Carpe Diem.

(’12, Dec 18)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

38 thoughts on “Unheard wishes …”

  1. Good day Leo, what a joy to see you here on Carpe Diem, the host of Haiku Heights, I feel honored.
    And what a nice haiku you share here with us. I love the first one, like the sentence ‘an old scarecrow hears a wish for rain’. Thank you for sharing this wonderful set of haiku here. Maybe see you again here.

    • Oh Lord, I’m just a haijin who loves to write haiku, Kris. 🙂 The pleasure is mine to share with Carpe Diem this time, I do keep in touch with the daily prompts, but I’m a little haiku-ed out to participate daily. Glad you liked the thought behind the haiku 🙂

    • Thanks. Glad you liked both and esp. the second 😉

      PS: Your name itself was better than “Dream”. This doesn’t sound as nice.

    • Yes, I guess it does, but I meant really going up there, telling how much you miss them etc. If only that were possible. Thanks, Susan.

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