tombstone
Carpe Diem's Tan Renga Wednesday #11 family tombstone Five years ago this very morning my mother died. I had spent the night with her at the new nursing home we had just moved her to the previous day. She was not happy. Due to loss of eyesight in one eye, falling and breaking a wrist in less than 5 weeks she developed delirium. She was still enough of herself that as we were getting her ready for bed she made one statement. "I am gonna get up and walk right out of this place by morning." Around 7 AM I left to get a cup of coffee and stretch my legs. When I returned her life force was gone. adding father’s name to the family tombstone with room for my own © Nicholas Virgilio saints gather to greet arrivals she ran to Dad's arms © petra domina
Wow ... what a beautiful tanka, a whole loving story about nomads, desert travellers, caught in five lines. I bow ... chapeau!
ReplyDeleteYour words, music and the second blog all deserve the credit. The words would not have taken shape without the inspirations. Thank you.
DeleteThank you Janice ... it's awesome to create cdhk.
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ReplyDeleteLove the sounds, wonderful music!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it great.
DeleteWhat a fantastic scene you've created with this tanka, Janice! I love the spiralling sparks. whirling skirts and music of the desert.
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed, Kim.
DeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteSpot on!!! YAM xx
Thank you, namaste janice xx
DeleteLove..music of the desert. Nice tanka.
ReplyDeleteThe music is lovely. I went on to find another youtube of this artist and listened while playing with an on line picture puzzle. Thanks for stopping by.
DeleteLove this tanka, Janice. With the music and your image you have created, "spiral sparks"for some reason I am seeing Rumi twirling with his heart filled with joy.
ReplyDeleteIt always pleases me when others can enjoy what the muses guide me to write.
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