At dVerse Frank is hosting Haibun with an invitation to write about something fear.
“Samhain is a good time to celebrate the lives of all wise elders ….” Caitlin Matthews
All The Souls Shall Stir The beady owl cries a deep hoo from the dry papered tree for the sake of the covered bones whispering below my feet, while mossy headstones pull me from my gait to their thrall. Iron spears line the way, rusted as bloody. Tentacles of ivy grab at my heels, as the witching hour creeps in when all the souls shall stir about me and merrily dance around my urgency. I pass by the gatekeeper's house and sense his gaze upon my back, not a candle to be seen. Along the shadowed road I see a hearse, its horses lathered in sweat, but as I turn and look again it has vanished along the icy breeze. If I run it will be too soon and give the game away. I close the door behind me. Tomorrow I shall walk the dead again, but not as tonight, tonight the past lives. Autumn bares trees cherry blossom memories crane flies over me Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
Note: in Japanese culture it is said that the crane (Tsuru) is symbolic of longevity and good fortune.
parallax 
Well written Paul ! 👍🤝
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Beautiful prose and a great haiku to follow! Cheers.
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Thank you very much Helen 🙂
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What a beautiful and powerful Imagination!
You are extraordinary PV!
You can write on anything!
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So very kind, thank you Datta 🙂
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I won’t be joining you in that walk🥺😄
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it’s only a cemetery 🙂
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When I was walking for exercise there was an old cemetery about a mile from my house. I would walk there every day and the saddest thing was seeing babies and children’s gravesites.
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Yes, i feel sad about those too, there’s a cemetery not far from me that is no longer used and is an historic site and some babies and children are listed. At least adults have lived a little.
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Super chills, and the haiku adds just the right note.
pax,
dora
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Dora, many thanks for your response – very much appreciated.
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My pleasure.
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That was spooky, Paul and a great haiku.
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Thank you very much Punam, vey kind.
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Such a contrast between the prose and the haiku.
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Redemption at right angles 🙂
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Very nice turn of phrase!
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Thank you Liz 🙂
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You’re welcome, Paul!
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Loved your prose and haiku. Though spooky they make bring a good take to the prompt. So lovely of you to share. Thanks.
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Thank you so much for reading Selma – much appreciated.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Many Thanks Chuck 🙂
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Very ghostly done Paul. Love it!
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Thank you Dwight, much appreciated.
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Good one!
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Thank you 🙂
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This is sums up the season of darkness so well
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Many thanks Bjorn
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Reblogged this on OPENED HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Spooky and thought provoking, as we are every day of our life walking with the death. xx Michael
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My work is done, lol, glad you found it so.
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😊😊
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Good example, methinks, of what Frank was looking for.
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Many thanks 🙂
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Spooky – but Im guessing Im missing something here
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Nope, no hidden agenda here 🙂
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So wonderful scenery and well written 👌🙏🌷😊
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Many thanks Thattamma
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You are so welcome dear 🙏🌷
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Hauntingly perfect for the season.
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Many thanks Ken
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