Carpe Diem haiku is prompt today blues, which to me goes back to the shameful roots of slavery.
crying instruments
voices of slaves speaks to me
melancholy soothes
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wailing blues guitar
pain of captured slaves in chains
speaking to my heart
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January 13, 2013
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Well done! Especially love the crying instruments and the wailing guitar. Perfect description!
dramatic photo, to match a powerful post..
Excellent, taking Blues back to its roots. Thank you :$
Well done
Thank you for reminding us that the blues were born from bitterness and anguish.
Blues
brilliant. was wondering who would go deep into the history..
Good job of connecting the blues to their origins.
Change “voice of slaves speaks to me” to “voices of slaves speak to me” and you’ve got seven syllables. (Hope you don’t mind me suggesting it.)
janet
Good suggestion, though I’m less concerned about the syllables than the general rhythm, your suggestion improves the rhythm and the grammar. – Thank you
excellent
WOW! This is really a nice set of haiku with the strong message that slavery is forbidden … the blues are rooted in that time, the tears and the hearth breaking life of slaves you can here in the blues.
Thank you for sahring this with us Bjorn.
very well written
Wonderful post ~ lovely and powerful haiku ~ (A Creative Harbor)
Powerful lines that touched the strings deep down inside. Thank you.