Beach Memories, A Haiku Sequence
by Roberta Beary
1)
at the end
of the hot bus ride
pink seashells
2)
under the boardwalk
the deep timbre
of the cop’s voice
3)
cabana —
brushing the beach
from my hair
4)
beach wedding—
the day dad lost me
in the waves
PHOTO: The author, age eight, at the beach in Atlantic City, New Jersey, USA.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: When I was eight, my father took us to Atlantic City, leaving my brother, age nine, in charge. I got lost somewhere between the sand and the shore. As my father lay dying in 2005, he spoke of his fear on that day in 1962. A visit to any beach reminds me of the day I was lost, and then found.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Roberta Beary is the haibun editor at Modern Haiku. Her book The Unworn Necklace, a Poetry Society of America Award Finalist, is in its fourth printing. Her most recent book, Deflection, a collection of prose poems, is an Eric Hoffer book awards finalist. Follow Roberta Beary on twitter @shortpoemz, where she tweets her photoku.
Love this sequence, Roberta! 🙂
marion
How beautiful. N.
I love these beautiful haiku!