Home for humans, death for fish, a harbor always stays between two worlds. Ships yawning, yes, tired fishermen longing for a good rest at home. The waves lulling, happy fish free from been captured...for a while. So much implied in your haiku! :)
Just the concept of home.. That's what's most beautiful about this.. It's like missing someone and feeling them calling you home. I wish I could see the sea..
your beautiful haiku touches me deeply, as my home is the oldest fishing port in America (and my dad was a fisherman) ...... So harbor and home are synonymous to me ...
Awesome haiku, strong imagery... the safe harbor finally.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kristjaan :-)
Deletelove the last line, well done.
ReplyDeleteThank You Aya :-)
DeleteHome for humans, death for fish, a harbor always stays between two worlds.
ReplyDeleteShips yawning, yes, tired fishermen longing for a good rest at home.
The waves lulling, happy fish free from been captured...for a while.
So much implied in your haiku!
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Beautiful...how many times can one keep saying one word.
ReplyDeleteThank You Bren :-)
DeleteLovely haiku!
ReplyDeleteThanks Madeleine :-)
DeleteJust the concept of home.. That's what's most beautiful about this.. It's like missing someone and feeling them calling you home. I wish I could see the sea..
ReplyDeleteIf a ship cannot find a home in a harbor, then what good is the harbor? :)
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your beautiful haiku touches me deeply, as my home is the oldest fishing port in America (and my dad was a fisherman) ...... So harbor and home are synonymous to me ...
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing Joanne :-)
DeleteBeautiful imagery, Speck...impeccable!
ReplyDeleteThank You Panchali :-)
DeleteThe finishing is very emotional. Finally the homecoming!
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful and imaginative
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :-)
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