Morning Haiku and Waka – October 21, 2014

Liberty 31

Catrin Welz Stein

Choka

Ah, how laments rise,
From every country and still
No one’s found her yet …
Searching far and wide,
Under every stone and sky
Where’er could she be …
That long sought wonderous dame?
Sung by minstrels too,
Words oft couched in somber tones
Or in battle hymns!
– People search in vain,
To find that mythical maid
Exalted – sublime
That fair lady Liberty!

(c) G.s.k. ’14

 

(Inspired by Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie – Photo Challenge)

18 thoughts on “Morning Haiku and Waka – October 21, 2014

    • Thanks dear … I’m about ready to start reading the last two days of posts (well that’ll be impossible I’ve gotten up to quota 411 + the reads from the links I’ve linked on … sigh)but at least I’ll go for yours and Jens for sure.

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        • Ah I’m coming to face with reality … there’s something just not right in the system … i mean I’m here to write, I’ve always read other peoples stuff … I’ve always commented when I could … but this is getting out of hand and I’m having anxiety attacks .. nope … this doesn’t jive somehow.

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          • I’m afraid I’ve limited to you,Jen and other CP offerings and if I have time for the rest…that’s a bonus…otherwise I will never write…let alone no longer read novels!

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          • and studying and taking and elaborating photographs .. yep I know what you mean and more or less that’s what I’m going to have to do.

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  1. Liberty is so elusive mainly for what she stands for. Perhaps she might show herself more if she gets the responses that she desires. She vies for freedom but the powers that be are not giving in. Wonderful lines Georgia!

    Hank

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    • Thanks Hank … in the end, I guess the answer lies inside ourselves … a man once wrote that no one can keep anyone inside a prison except himself … but that’s material maybe for another poem.

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  2. A really great way to have responded to the photo challenge! I love the flow of your poem – really brings me on the searching journey. 😀

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