Friday, 1 November 2013

Continued Hiaku (Renga)

Atlantic Spirits

Hard granite slab field;
The ghosts of my ancestors
drift on top the sea

They call out to me sadly
A language I wish I knew.

A past forgotten
Begins to tell its story
And of its demise
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  1. Anonymous14 January 2014 at 11:10

    I really liked this. And I really liked that you added a picture of Peggy's Cove to accompany this! Very eerie. I could definitely imagine the fog over Peggy's Cove easily. Are you missing an "of" between the "top" and "the"..... Anyway, good job! Keep up the good work! :)

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