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Tribute to my mother

05 Apr


March 26, 2015 — Penny Garrison, my mother, passed away last Sunday. She was 92 and had seen the best and the worst of life. Rest her soul. Memory eternal!!! Following posts are some tanka and haiku, in tribute to my mother. I hope some touch you all.
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afloat at last in
my gossamer canoe
across a darkling deep
wait for me, mother,
beyond the breathing sea

the day grandma died,
in the red glow of pa’s pipe
on the porch that night
for a moment, his wet face—
the one time I saw him weep

attending at deathbeds,
watching their dimming,
dying eyes—
you can see it when they leave:
we are light

great-grandmother
sweeps the gutter
dust in the wind

mother’s day—
her kitchen in a mess
her happy smile

taking Mother home
in the north wind
the scent of snow

a swift crossed the sky
that moment
she was gone

her coffin lowered—
sweet petals shower
from the dogwoods
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All my dear poet friends who have sent me personal notes of condolence and consolation, thank you very much. I am touched and moved. Denis

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Posted by on April 5, 2015 in Haiku & Senryu, Tanka

 

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6 responses to “Tribute to my mother

  1. The Course of Our Seasons

    April 5, 2015 at 1:01 am

    So sorry to hear the sad news, Denis. Your words are a beautiful tribute to your mother and her memory will always be a blessing to you. With deepest sympathy, Kathleen

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  2. Denis M. Garrison

    April 5, 2015 at 1:43 am

    Thank you very kindly, Kathleen. She was a great lady! _/||\_ Denis.

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  3. Rose Red

    April 5, 2015 at 2:38 am

    I’m sorry for the loss of your mother. This is a wonderful tribute.

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  4. Bonny Blogger

    April 5, 2015 at 1:26 pm

    I am very sorry for your loss. 😦

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    • Denis M. Garrison

      April 6, 2015 at 6:52 am

      Thank you very much, Bonny. I appreciate your kind words. _/||\_ Denis.

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