Haiku 214-215

The cemetery.
The traffic on the highway.
No one leaves flowers.

Between two highways
a tiny cemetery
awaits arrivals.


7 thoughts on “Haiku 214-215

  1. I love the idea that the “cemetery / awaits arrivals” without specifying whether those arriving should be alive or dead. Perhaps to the cemetery it matters not. As you know, I love visiting cemeteries – one of my favourite types of place to explore – so your poems speak to me for that reason.

  2. Yes, thank you you know I feel the same way about cemeteries as you, and any arrival there has its place in the purpose of the cemetery, whether short or long term. I do think the cemetery welcomes, too, providing a resting space (once again more or less permanent).

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