Creative Writing and unfinished business…
February 24, 2017 § 11 Comments
on the cliff top –
touching my parent’s ashes
Tagged: creative writing, grieving, haiku, loss, poetry, sadness
A touching poem, Rachael. To me, cliff tops represent a sense of freedom and moving on, so I think that this works well as a result.
Thanks for your sensitive response, Chris. I realised after reading your comment that a whole book could be written about the symbolism of the cliff…
Now there’s a challenge for you!
Very fine Rachael.
Thanks, Frank. A cathartic haiku.
Beautiful reflection Rachael. 🌿🍃
A welcome comment, my friend.
Very moving Rachael, this feels to me like gazing out at a long horizon.
Yes. I had a feeling of endlessness, of infinity…
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