Swaddled in white –
whatever will become of
newborn innocence?
She wears bridal white
hoping for love eternal
despite life’s seesaw.
The colour of grief
in many Eastern countries
for departed love.

http://haiku-heights.blogspot.fr/2012/04/april-heights-day-18-130-white.html
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Viv, a powerful hardhitting poem. I love the contrasts as well.
Pamela
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Like the contrast of the two verses.
Thank you.
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
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Oooops…typo…three verses ! Sorry…I CAN count normally !
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
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Isn’t it interesting how various cultures attribute different symbolism to different colors? And what a great play on this you made in these haiku, Viv.
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Viv, your haiku voice is striking, you have really great revelation or turning points in these!
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Wonderful set of haiku!:)
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Very well done Viv. Great series of haiku.
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A great rounding off of a life history, Viv! White has always been fascinating of a pureness and innocence!
Hank
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You are truly an ‘enlightened woman’ ~ shows in your wonderful haiku ~ thanks, namaste, ^_^
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Lovely – from birth to marriage to death. (Stressful events all).
Richard
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I like all the takes of white…from birth to death ~
http://everydayamazin.blogspot.ca/2012/04/white.html
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The meaning of white is in the eyes of the beholder…
“Hungry Sunrise Fire & White Bird”
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I had the same allusion – wedding and mourning – in my haiku! I love how you present three stages of life through colour. (I used to spell it with a “u” when I lived in Europe..now my computer tells me it’s a misprint, but for the sake of the memories and for you, Viv – it’s “colour” once more! 🙂
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Love the contrasts. I would love to marry in red, like they do in India.
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