holy ghosts – haiku chain

all our holy ghosts

live in us, and we in them –

love’s eternal haunting:

*
blithe spirits spook us

from deserted dunes – singing

sands, rustled by winds –

*
heartbeat-storms roil round

the beach, rouse stomping wildness,

clamour in our veins:

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we are the children

– and parents – of the past

in love’s family

*
whose children succeed

give birth to generations

for eternity

*
mother father child

live and grow and give their love

timeless trinity

*
all our holy ghosts

live in us as we in them

we are love eternal

*
Omm

Spring 2018

Comments

  1. Nadja Auerbach says

    The Ghosts of Summer are Waking right now
    – Waking and Walking and Stirring up dreams.

    Thank you for sharing this fresh haiku chain.

    • freddie says

      Thank you for your thoughts about dreams being stirred up by the waking ghosts of summer, Nadja – and may all sorts of beneficent freshnesses waft through your own world as spring takes off.

  2. Verity Worth says

    The haiku are powerful and affecting, moving.
    In fact, I admit I welled up at the evocation of family and the succession of generations, the parents, the children and their clearly mutual love.
    I like to think that my own grandparents in some way live on in me and in my children, their great grandchildren. And that these connections have persisted and will persist throughout humanity’s unfortunately short history.
    The Holy Ghost Is one of the Christian mysteries which is quite beyond me, although I accept it as part of the C of E of course.
    I quite admire how this poem elides the Holy Ghost, without mocking or undermining the HG.
    The shifting sands, in the photograph, made me feel uneasy, almost nauseous.
    I wonder if that was deliberate?

    • freddie says

      Yes, there is something at once disquieting and comforting in the idea of holy ghosts and spirits among us.

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