a fitting farewell ~ haiku

 

a fitting farewell
her final post a whisper
keeper of secrets

Jennifer / jennifer kiley / jk (Marge) was The Secret Keeper. My interaction with The Secret Keeper was limited to her weekly writing challenge and her haiku review challenge, but through her blog I came to understand some of the challenges she faced in life.

Since you’re only seeing one side of a person through their blog, I recognize that connecting with someone in that way is a limited experience, but it’s still troubling to lose someone you may never have met. Through The Secret Keeper’s blog, her partner, Shawn MacKenzie, informed us of Marge’s last days of failing health (here) and of her final passing (here).

A regular feature for The Secret Keeper was quotes from The Remembrance of Things Past, by Marcel Proust, some of which are common to many of us as inner secrets. One of the earliest was:

“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy;
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom” – Marcel Proust

And her last was:

“Pleasures are like photographs: in the presence of the person we love, we take only negatives, which we develop later, at home, when we have at our disposal once more our inner darkroom, the door of which it is strictly forbidden to open while others are present.” – Marcel Proust

This link will take you to her collection of Weekly Writing Prompts.

Here are her prompts for her Haiku Review Challenge.

When All Are Refugees

When All Are Refugees

Sails drop, worthless
in this gale. Safe harbor
nowhere in sight, we drift,
helpless against the rocks strewn
by our own master, the anchor chain
wrapped round our legs.

When times are so out of joint,
there is no inner peace,
and all are outsiders.

This is my response to The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt #178,
with the words rock, joint, inner, sight & sail.

Image source: Wikimedia Commons
Storm in the Sea, by Ludolf Bakhuizen

Secret Keeper Prompt

 

Afterimage

Afterimage

Lightning strikes in the night,
and blankets pull tighter, wrapping a dream
of daylight, where fear is framed within
crisp shadows, with a clarity that remains
on waking and late into the day,
the threat of storm long forgotten, yet
the uneasiness easily remembered.

This is my response to The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt #170,
with the words late, storm, frame, strike & wrap.

Image source: pixabay.com – member/skeeze (edited here)

Secret Keeper Prompt

 

fluid inversion

fluid inversion

haunting melody
in alien atmospheres
fluid inversion

landscapes or moonscapes?
delusion by infusion
fluid deception

mystical displays
chromatic presentations
fluid immersion

This haiku triplet is in response to Haiku Review Challenge – Waterballet by The Secret Keeper. The short film offered for review is Waterballet – Barbapapa by Kamiel Rongen, found on Vimeo.  A brief explanation of the process used to create the video can be found here.

Love Is Not a Game

 

Love Is Not a Game

Love Is Not a Game.jpgTell me this.
Don’t do that
Acting like a bureaucrat,
you cite each rule.
All this time I’ve been
a fool to play along,
as if you’d change
direction, rearrange
priorities. Put us first,
not you. But the view
from here is still
the same. It pains me
to say this, but I have nothing
left to prove. It’s my turn now,
for my last move
I quit your game.

The five word prompts for The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge # 137 are move, change, pain, turn, and view.

The optional prompt for Day 16 of National/Global Poetry Writing Month is to write a poem featuring the idea of playing and/or rules. (Of course, that’s my interpretation!)

Image source: pixabay.com

Secret Keeper Prompt

NaPoWriMo 2018