Frigid, midnight blue,
Relentless seas roll over…
Edmund Fitzgerald.
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Lost with entire crew of 29 on November 10, 1975. Her history can be found here:(https://www.shipwreckmuseum.com/edmund-fitzgerald/) Photo: Property of U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, Edmund Fitzgerald-USACE.jpg
An ancient graveyard.
Monuments and markers tell
Tales of family.
Oh, what should we seek,
happiness or contentment?
A different world…
Hang your head in shame,
promise of home and freedom,
Lady of Liberty, trumped.
While others sleep,
The vigilant stand watch over
The silent sea.
Fog and mist defies,
Seeing distant things clearly.
Landscapes and politics…
Eating at the bar,
Watching everyone talk about,
Pokemon not Nice…
Probbing, and prodding,
Emerging, expanding, enfolding, entrapping,
Tendrils of memory!
Maya Angalou,
known to many. Few recognize,
Langston Hughes.
Yes, I post in the past. Every so often I open a sketch book, old journal, etc., and find a haiku or other bit of doggrel laying there. So I use the scheduling tool in WordPress, just one of the many reasons I love WordPress, as a time machine and post that find in the time it would have gone on one of my earlier but now long defunct blog sites.
Just in case you were wondering, ‘Why am I just getting this notice now?’.
Haiku Journey 