Wednesday, May 18, 2011

When you are unspoken of

Haiku: Turtle Stories

she left partway through
mouths open, but forewarned
we bear silently

my home is your home
and your home is mine, removed
foreign yet faithful

you say let it lie
since when are words so simple
don't leave it unsaid

"we are who we are"
undeniably linked
grief looming within

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