Saturday, October 29, 2011

Season Of

I gather my ghosts
close and still closer when frost
laces the pumpkins.

But, what of the moon?
What of the turning that comes
with the dying light?


I gather my chains
tight and still tighter when leaves
pile into grave mounds.

What if what's buried
refuses to rest beneath
your fragile curses?


I gather my breath
deep and still deeper as the
veil between grows thin.

What if the ashes
of all that you've burned come back
together and dance?


For Haiku Heights and the "Call and Response" prompt at dVerse

44 comments:

libithina said...

as the veil thins ~ what if all you've burnt comes back ~
yes, All Hallows calls ~
~ where spirits stream ~
and memories etch ~
hope they are good recalls ~
loved this ~
Bright Blessing ~
Lib

Brian Miller said...

oh that last stanza pulls this together nicely giving reason tot he rest....chilling...

me said...

Whew, I love that last stanza. Nice!

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somewhereamelody said...

What if they come back together and dance?
I love how you've built up to this fantastic ending!

Gemma Wiseman said...

A sense of haunting webs the haiku! And the final question offers a ghostly challenge! Beautiful!

beccagivens said...

The magic (or eeriness) of the season begins as we draw closer to All Hallows Eve ... the last stanza pulls one all the way through the loop of time! Well done, Mama Zen!!

Daydreamertoo said...

Then I guess you'd best get yourself a shotgun and blast their damn heads of because I am fed up of seeing that darned leg dragging behind them...LOL

A very chilling read... God forbid the dead ever walk the earth again, I for one would be leaving anyway that I could!! LOL

zongrik said...

when i saw "season of" all i could think of was Donovan's Season of the witch which I heard on the radio this morning because they had a halloween themed songs marathon.

were you listening to the same programing?

Sylvia K said...

A ghostly challenge indeed and a fantastic if chilling ending indeed! Enjoy your the remainder of your weekend, MZ!

Sylvia

Mary said...

Strong poetry. The ending takes my breath away!

siggiofmaine said...

Enjoyed this immensely...
lovely word pictures
created a visual response.
☮ Siggi in Downeast Maine

Ravenblack said...

I love the questions that follow. They cause pause and thought, and conjure up a mystical kind of imagery. Moon, grave mounds and ashes that whirl about in the breeze. Very interesting.

Nick Rolynd said...

Love the repetition. Really makes me think about the questions. Very nice. =)

Ruchi Jain said...

last line is the charm of your haiku....

manicddaily said...

I actually like the beginning best. Although thinking of ashes dancing is pretty lovely. (What if all the bridges that you've burned come back to dance? Eek!)

K.

zongrik said...

i like how they weave into each other

Laurie Kolp said...

Love that ending, too... wow!

jen revved said...

An exquisite, moving poem-- I can tell your word choice is careful and your sense of craft so powerful in this-- xxxj

Judith Westerfield said...

The last stanza is a knock-out!

chromapoesy.com said...

Each is full of superb imagery; that last stanza is perfect.

Christine said...

i love those last lines, i hear redemption in this, or perhaps i want it for myself, October always brings ghosts to my door

Kerry O'Connor said...

The questioning element creates great interest in this call and response poem.

Claudia said...

gathering the ghosts and chains and breath...the veil growing thin...and then you drive it home with the last stanza..i like

kaykuala said...

MZ,
Morbid but neatly done! The questions were perfectly placed. A frightful ending it is. Great!

Hank

anthonynorth said...

Great words and so very deep.

Nanka said...

You have crafted it well and love the slow pace!! The finale is fantastic!! Has a great big punch!!

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Chilling stuff in excellently crafted words.

Anna :o]

Dave King said...

Delicious!

tinkwelborn said...

a conversation w/the self? reason? fear?
the shadows of the soul clamor to be heard -- soon, they shall have to be confronted and dealt with.

love the last stanza, especially.

very nice poem.

insanebloom said...

Eerily nice!!!
I got hooked on the first line :)

Fireblossom said...

That last stanza is amazing.

Fred said...

When the frost laces the pumpkins-love that. Great job with the prompt, and to stay structured the whole way through, so, so impressive. Great Job, Thanks

laurie @ bargain hunting said...

OOOO, it gave me chills. Well done. laurie @
http://dealingwithmyinnercritic.blogspot.com/

myheartslovesongs said...

you've taken haiku to a wonderful level! wow! LOVE this and the last stanza is brilliant! stunning!
dani

eclipsingwinter said...

Wonderful... that last stanza pulls it all together and makes the entire poem go wow.

Beth

Natasha Head said...

These would easily stand alone as chilling little writes, but combined, they are brilliance! Loved! and even have the goosebumps to prove it!

Heaven said...

nice haiku set.. specially the last one.. chilling ~

Joanne said...

Chilling, indeed, and so well-drawn the mood of grave and lingering over death's detritis. Great story!

darkangelwrites said...

That is quite a "what if". Brrrrrr. Love this, "What if what's buried
refuses to rest beneath
your fragile curses?"

Gizmo said...

This one is nice, I really liked it :)

Brendan said...

No-time is a trial ... it sums and weighs all a soul bleeds & barters & builds against all it hasn't, either by omission or commission. And with every monster tale, always the question: what if it comes back? What charm can ever be sufficient against the ghoul chained in the brain? Fine poem - Brendan

jabblog said...

What a nightmare. Chilling and so well composed.

Andy Sewina said...

Cool poetry, that last stanza really did it for me.

Thanks!

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

The what-ifs invite us to explore all the lovely--or unlovely--possibilities.


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