Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Stranger: Haiku

We lay side by side
hearts marching to same cadence.
Who is this stranger?

Conjuring you up
years later would prove one truth:
You wouldn't know me.

One Single Impression offers up The Stranger as its prompt this week. Once I got the young Billy Joel -- or was it the not-yet-old Billy Joel -- out of my head, these two arrived. Read what you want into the first.

As for the second, it will be exactly 22 years tomorrow that my father died. He was the ripe old age of 56. Although he could likely pick me out of a line-up based purely on looks, he wouldn't know me at all. Or at least I think that might be the case.

Now, go off and read the other poets at OSI.

15 comments:

D... said...

No doubt you are a different person than you were 22 years ago. Also no doubt that your dad would love the person you've become and the family you now have. You will be in my thoughts tomorrow.

Coal Miner's Granddaughter said...

That second haiku resonates with me. My father died 11 years ago and I think this 11-years-later me would puzzle him a bit.

I know what you mean.

Patti said...

So true on both accounts. Very thought provoking - thanks

Tumblewords: said...

Powerful and provocative haiku - the second one resonates, particularly, with me...

fourwindshaiga said...

Billy Joel, huh?

I agree with you about changing over the years. Thank goodness, for me!

SandyCarlson said...

I know the feeling of the first. Difficult--the effects of too much familiarity in a way.

And the second....True. But the we have a way of knowing our own.

Vanessa said...

Love the second one. I can't do haiku. It sounds like yoda wrote it in the 4th grade.

mayberry said...

HEY, don't make me cry at bedtime! I don't need help with that job!

The Dark Lord said...

Wow!! Superb creation of the thought process.. and oh, so elegantly done!! Loved all the lines, and the image that you conjured.. The two short verses, between themselves, seem like a comely tale of a life, lived!

Jeeves said...

Nice one. We change a lot and 22 years later we cannot be recognised. But maybe parents can...

Pearl said...

paired up those would make a good pair of haibun. I especially like the universality of the second one.

gabrielle said...

Would you recognize him? Or have you both moved on from that last departure. Sad, beautiful and hopeful.

Fledgling Poet said...

The one about your father truly touched me...so poignant. Beautiful job!

spacedlaw said...

Painful but alas very true.

Beth P. said...

dear patois--
wow.
both strike home to the heart of it...and do we ever really know another?
boy, sorry for the darkness...
hope you are well!

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