Tag Archives: Love

~ Haiku


Cotton candy clouds 
Symbol of Life on the verge

Upcast teenage eyes
O’Prunty 

9/13/17
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~ Dearest Father…


~ Dearest Father
Your death 
Left a void
An eternal pause 
Beyond the eithers
Beneath the waters deep
Or within the earth you sleep
A void.
O’Prunty 

9/6/17
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~ Haiku


Haiku
A swirl of thought

Flash of freeze framed memories

Childhood beckons
O’Prunty

7/17/17
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~ My Sweet


~ My Sweet

Shall I pick thee berries
one
by
one
Warm ‘neath this
Sultry sun,

Whose succulent juices
upon
the tongue to play

As taste and touch gives sway

To this day, ‘neath a sultry sun
Shall I pick thee Berries
one
by
one?

O’Prunty / 2017

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~ To Loss


Loss perched

Perched upon my days

As I walked through life

In a daze

Enduring what could not 

Be changed

O’Prunty 

6/25/17

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~ Pieces of You, of Me


~ Pieces of You, of, Me
There is no time limit to grief

Just shock, horror, disbelief

And “well doers” seek a smile

Insisting grief is but a little while
But this cannot possibly be true;

The loss so great, left? Pieces of me, of you

Shattered, scattered pieces, all so consuming

And Time is no friend, but foe, amongst the dead, the living
So let the mourning mourn, long as they must

They’ve been caught in reality of “Ashes to ashes, Dust to dust”

And Life never ore to be the same

Yet, the mourners good memories shall sustain
Death is so finale.
O’Prunty 
5/4/17
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~ Death Holds No Victory Here…


~ Death Has No Victory
We are all a composite

Of that which came before

The good, the bad, 

Sadness, happiness, galore
The efforts of our ancestors 

Still cling within our bones

Tis why we have no answeres

When foreign thought induces groans
And what of the songs 

Our lips happily sing

Though not in native tongue

To young ones sleeps it brings
And eyes of such depth

Tell more then what is seen

Bits and pieces of our ancestors 

Look back in glistened beam
Think not when dead, buried

They are forever gone

Look upon your family’s ways

Their presence still lives on
O’Prunty

2/5/17

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