Once upon a time
Mum loved chrysanthemums
I painted them for her
She died many years ago
all I have now is the picture.
Written for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille on Mindovemisery’s Menagerie.
Once upon a time
Mum loved chrysanthemums
I painted them for her
She died many years ago
all I have now is the picture.
Written for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille on Mindovemisery’s Menagerie.
beautiful painting, that essays everything
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Vivian this is a very tough tanka. Those strong emotions are touching me deep … and that painting … I am in awe.
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But it’s a lovely one! Raining cats and dogs here. Hope all well with you Viv xx
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…and a memory and a tanka 🙂
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Gah….that’s perfectly heartbreaking, Viv. Emotively done and a wonderful painting, too!
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All three–the poem, the painting, the recollection–perfect.
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Those flowers really glow – what a beautiful association, in spite of the sadness.
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It’s a lovely painting, it has real depth.
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It’s a beautiful picture too – I bet she loved it.
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