moonlit forest

Dave BontaSeptember 27, 2021November 14, 2021forest, haiga, haiku

eyes closed at last
the world that had him in it
disappears

moonlit forest
the giant
my father was

empty house
the sounds a refrigerator makes
when it isn’t humming

In memoriam Bruce D. Bonta (1941-2021)

Published by Dave Bonta

I live in an Appalachian hollow in the Juniata watershed of central Pennsylvania, and spend a great deal of time walking in the woods. My books of poetry include FAILED STATE: HAIBUN, ICE MOUNTAIN: AN ELEGY, BREAKDOWN: BANJO POEMS, and ODES TO TOOLS. View all posts by Dave Bonta

1 Comment

mary mccloskey says:

September 27, 2021 at 12:39 pm

So sorry. It’s brutal losing a parent.

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