The exercise:
Welcome to day number 555 in a row of Daily Writing Practice. If I had been paying attention earlier in the day when I was deciding on the writing prompt, I might have made reference to it in some way.
But I didn't. So your Two Haiku Tuesday prompt this week is: the cemetery.
Mine:
Snow dusted tombstones
Await spring's distant return
While the dead sleep on
* * *
The words on each stone
Vary but mean the same thing:
I was here. I lived.
555 days! Doing well, Marc!
ReplyDeleteSo I played indoor hockey for the first time last night, and although it was enormously fun, I now ache in all kinds of strange places. You Canadians are odd... ;-)
Your second haiku is beautiful and a little haunting, definitely my favourite.
The cemetary
The zombies leave home,
Shuffle away from the ce-
metary. Braaaains....
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She lays flowers on
Her husbands grave. Christmas is
lonely without him.
Oh man, I love indoor hockey! I used to play goalie for my intramural team in university, that was a blast.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks, I like my second one best as well.
Your first one made me laugh, your second one made me sad, and I can't pick a favorite. But... it's hard to not go with the zombies. :)