fallen leaves



falling leaf…

I, too, would have the Dharma

written in my veins


light of my heart

now cast upon the stream…

red maple leaf


where is the sun

when flesh falls as shadow

but there

breaking through the clouded hearts

of those who love us


dark moon…

all the poems you left

in the inkwell


for those we have lost… and for all who have lost loved ones this year, especially Svetlana, Paul and Pamela. It’s a small world in a universe of poetry.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Brian
    Nov 03, 2011 @ 03:01:25

    A perfect poem for “All Soul’s Day” (Christian Calendar). The Sisters in grade school used to teach us to end all our prayers with: “…And may the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.” I have no belief in a personal life after death, but your poem and that sweet child’s prayer are candles lit in memory of the dead by those they loved and who continue on in their love.

    you who loved
    laughed and labored
    cool your brows
    rest you have earned
    but never your leave



    • Claire
      Nov 03, 2011 @ 08:14:56

      Thank you, as always. What a beautiful tanka. More and more, I feel Nature has much to teach us. To have, at the end, the grace of a falling leaf…


  2. Kirsten Cliff - Swimming in Lines of Haiku
    Nov 03, 2011 @ 23:20:36



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: