next to my footprint
the empty shell of a hermit crab –
Ah! what a sadness
(c) Chèvrefeuille (2012)
and I respond with
by the footpath
ramshackle dwelling for sale –
a poor man’s hope
From my walks on Madeira
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Excellent!
Awesome … you have done my haiku a great compliment Bjorn … you have turned it into a nice spiritual haiku my friend …
Thank you.. I sat down and looked at my own pictures.. and sometimes that helps a lot..
pictures are a source for inspiration.
I love the comparison of the two dwellings made me chuckle
Such a sad “shell” here, Bjorn — but you haiku really adds some wonderful layers to Kristjaan’s. 🙂
Wonderful !
Ramshackle or not, anyplace to call home is dear to the human heart!
Stray Shells
yet another
empty home.
Hopes 🙂 Wonderful Haiku.
The first haiku is wonderful and yours a perfect compliment to it.
Poignant pairing of two empty shells…insightful!
Very nice!! very sad…
Nicely done. A castle in some parts.
Reminds me of the shell of a trailer home I used to camp in…
How easily we conform our dreams… with dashes of hope.
Hope is what keeps him going.
Bjorn, That goes along with the old cliche “Any port in a storm.” 🙂 —Susan
So few words, and yet you have conveyed such empathetic poignancy. A lovely haiku.