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In Memoriam - Haiku
Black wings cross the sun
The dark smoke crawls across my
Solitary grave.
#2
In the spring the lambs kick
Up their furry heels with joy
But the knife is near.
#3
At the impact point
You're gone, rising up to meet
Sunshine on your wings.
In Memoriam #1
Superimposed Thoughts
The woods are silent, dark and deep. That's Frost for you. I've left the keys in the mailbox, the wallet on the dresser, the pass card by the phone. The papers will pile up, I know. The snow is cold and deep. The tangles of the vines grab at me, as if they persuade me from my task. I'll lie here beside the waterfall, curled up like a foetus, letting the snow melt on my cheek, then freeze again as I cool. There is a peaceful silence here in lying down. At home the papers piling up, here the snow covering my face. They'll find me in the spring long after all their fears for me have gradually been realized.
In Memorial #2
There is a hole black and deep
Below the bridge
To leap through by
A bruised butterfly, flutter of wings
Wet with weary thoughts.
His dark shape in leather
Black as night, as cold as stars
Falls, a stone of flesh and bone
That once cracked smiles and laughed;
His strong once shoulders touched,
His mind so tense in now
Drops like a fragment of a curtain
Furled with failing wings.
The bridge an aching memory,
And now the ground approaches fast
And swallows up his soul.
In Memoriam #3
I remember; it is
A bitter piece of agony
Like hammered bone,
Fragments shattered.
I remember tracks followed
On crisp snow,
The arc of your skis
Tearing up the mountain,
Rending powder
Into a still blemished symmetry.
I remember tiny shards of time
Spent on many mountains,
Postcards sent and saved,
Parts of you
Silently held close to my heart,
I remember and weep the anger
Of your leaving
A stone dropping into dust.
David Fraser likes to balance his life among a variety of activities in the areas of writing, education and sports. When he is not
formally working as an educator, he is either writing and researching or involved in one of the
following sports: alpine skiing, ski teaching as a full time professional ski instructor at Mt. Washington,
BC http://www.mtwashington.bc.ca/winter/default.cfm , windsurfing, tennis, golf, cycling, hiking.
In addition he likes to garden, listen to the blues, and search for his way through Taoism. He has
built his second water garden which has become his new daily sanctuary. His is learning and refining
his Spanish fluency and will travel back to Central and South America in the near future. He
lives among the flora and fauna of the British Columbia West Coast.
David is the editor of Ascent Magazine - Aspirations for Artists (established 1997)
David Fraser
D.P. Fraser
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