Pieces of Mirror

  A whole is made of its parts.   Like pieces of a mirror.
A whole is made of its parts. Like pieces of a mirror.
 Let's not allow our rivers to become black ribbons. http://www.flickr.com/photos/visbeek/4222814188/sizes/m/
Let's not allow our rivers to become black ribbons. http://www.flickr.com/photos/visbeek/4222814188/sizes/m/
 To protect the environment is to think like a forest.
To protect the environment is to think like a forest.

From my Haiku Collection


Pieces of Mirror

1) A ball of fire
sinking in the west
a break from sorrow.

2) I follow a birdsong
In my palm’s mountain
I think like a river.
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3) Dismantled hovels
with cardboard faces:
at stake is political will

4) Moonshine in August
shrouding kids’ hunger pangs
eve of a forced eviction.

5) Dark Asian eyes
a fresh clean river
men undressing.

6) A spotless body
a heavy drapery
hiding one’s wounds.

7) A city’s cancer
children sniffing rugby
pickpockets roaming

8) Extended hands
giver and taker
in busy sidewalks

9) Pasig River
a big black ribbon
on plastic thrash

10) Roofs made of tires
A single mom brooding
before a passing train.

11) Stray dogs and cats
in a kitchen without food
outside, the moon shines.

12) Half-naked children
look through the glass window
of a restaurant.

13) Twilight creeps in tears
as sidewalk vendors flee
to No Man’s Land.

14) Caressing dewdrops
on a plotted plant by the gate
is writing a poem.

15) Plucking the guitar
is gently knocking
at the door of special memories.

16) Sweat on a mother’s brow
an early morning painting
beside a pump well.

17) Bent elderly praying the rosary
tears about to fall.

18) A lonely firefly
in a bottle on display
a sad metaphor.

19) Rain on potholes
a lump in the throat
of good citizens.

20) A worker’s hand
speaking through a handshake:
a sacred space.

21) A birthday card
sent on a hectic day
is a rare orchid.

22) Drizzles on gray hair
are knots of time and space:
diamond buttons.

23) A woman’s breasts
two precious seedlings
from paradise.

24) Ferns at daybreak
a maya’s velvet carpet
to the morning light.

25) Listen to the cicadas
after a long wet day
they’ll share their secrets.

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franciaonline 6 years ago from Philippines Author

Hi Jill,

An affirming comment from a good writer like you! Thanks, Jill, for finding time to visit my page.


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jill of alltrades 6 years ago from Philippines

I love your poetry Francia. Powerful images!

Thank you for sharing!


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franciaonline 6 years ago from Philippines Author

Cris, it's nice to know you have an appreciation for haiku as a form. Many years ago, I was so inspired by Basho's poetry that I told myself I'd keep trying to write in that form. I wish to be good at it as I go along. I remember in one of my hubs here at hubpages, your beautiful photo (the red red lips with birds coming ot of the lovely opening!) was my inspiration for the hub.

Thanks for leaving an inspiring comment.

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Cris A 6 years ago from Manila, Philippines

powerful vignettes, vivid imagery, and the message is clear. thanks for sharing my friend. :D

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