We were the very first set of entrants. It was the same year our country's independence was declared. We got pencils and candy and little red-white-and-black flags.
"Do you remember the rose garden used to be there?" "Yes, I remember the orangish-yellow one i planted; just like the sky over there." "I planted one also" he said, his smile still shy, in a much much older face.
Sahara dust
heavy in the dawn sky -
high school reunion
© gillena cox 2017
Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Reunions
Revisit
high school
13 September 2016
13 September 2015
27 comments:
Hi Gillena, This is an interesting thought well captured.
So beautiful, Gillena.
You make the Haibun into a vivid memory, every part essential. There is no desert in your words. I enjoy the Haiga too.
Thanks for your appreciation Susan
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Thank you John
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I was born in Trinidad two years later!
Wow, how nice!!!
thanks for dropping by again John.
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Well done, Gillena.
Did you get any of hurricane Irma? Hope all is well.
Adelaide
What special memories! Thank you for sharing.
Thanks for your appreciation Adelaide. We had some thunder showers. But Trinidad and Tobago was not in Irma's path
Happy you dropped in
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Thanks for dropping by Bev
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Your high school reunion sounds tender and romantic. I could feel the love there. Great write Gillena.
Such lovely memories and thoughts. Enjoyed this Gillena.
Takes me back too. Thank you
You make it sound quite nostalgic, and unique.
You said the unsaid without saying it, Gillena:) Wow! I loved it to the core..
Thanks for your appreciation JT
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Thanks for your appreciation Myrna
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Thanks for your appreciation Martin
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Thanks for your appreciation Rosemary
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Thanks for your appreciation Amit
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Aha...this is lovely! Beautifully done, Gellina!
Happy you dropped in Panchali
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Maybe it's because of the dust that I shunned my own high school reunion a few weeks ago. :)
(✿◠‿◠) thanks for dropping by MMT
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Smiling at this poem. "...his smile still shy, in a much much older face....". Just perfect!
so beautifully expressed
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