Meri, This is a profoundly moving piece that you have created here, both photo and haiku. The soft glow of light offers some compassionate respite and perhaps some humanity to what was once a very harsh, cold and inhumane environment where the weight and value of a person's soul was not recognized. Your photograph, offers that recognition. You, Meri, with your eye and lens, have managed to revise a little of American history.
My house re-built from three walls of a tumbled down cobbler's cottage, date stone 1674 - they were hard times for the occupants I think, but not slaves! You captured the essence as a reminder of our freedom.
Hiya Meri, Did you take this photo? It almost looks like one of those newfangled HDR tone-mapped images that seem to be all the rage now. The Haiku makes one feel the cold.
First of all. I'm crazy about the photo.Secondly i want to second what Noelle said. the photo softens the hard life of the slaves. For me its easy to say its beautiful because I love old things, but to them it was a different story. A lovely haiku
Sometimes things aren't what they seem. We settle in somewhere, thinking it's going to be safe and hospitable and just what we hoped for, a magical haven that provides us shelter from harm. Then reality sets in and we realize that we were mistaken. That soft place to land turns out to be quite a bit less soft than we'd anticipated. In fact sometimes things get downright hard and cold and unforgiving. Not at all what we expected. Do we stay and make the best of it or fly away to build a new nest somewhere else? Sometimes the most valuable lessons come from learning to see the beauty right in front of your eyes. Sometimes we bloom most gloriously when we learn to thrive just where we are and come to love just what we have. Maybe each of us is exactly where we need to be, learning lessons custom-made for us.
Haiku My Heart i invite you to imagine living in peace one day at a time I have to admit that I'm finding it hard to celebrate the birthday of my country having declared its independence from Mother England, when the country was founded on institutionalized slavery, the idea that white men were created equal but but black men were less than and women weren't even considered. We tend to glorify the "all men are created equal" phrase without looking at the reality. We can do better. We must.
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All the best, Boonie
Peace.
Boonie and Nanka: Thanks.
Spadoman: History has some interesting lessons. You'd think we'd have mastered the reason for peace by this time, but apparently not. . .
This is a profoundly moving piece that you have created here, both photo and haiku. The soft glow of light offers some compassionate respite and perhaps some humanity to what was once a very harsh, cold and inhumane environment where the weight and value of a person's soul was not recognized. Your photograph, offers that recognition. You, Meri, with your eye and lens, have managed to revise a little of American history.
xoxo,
Noelle
Thank you
thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a nice comment. ;)
Going Back...
blessings to you!
Did you take this photo?
It almost looks like one of those newfangled HDR tone-mapped images that seem to be all the rage now.
The Haiku makes one feel the cold.
~Deb
A lovely haiku
so glad you are here.
I loved the way the photo and the words work together to create a powerful image!
Kind regards
Clint