Widow Oct21 by Mark M. Redfearn a new black wool shawl draped over her thin shoulders— the sergeant’s widow Advertisements Related Post navigation ← Heron War → 8 comments on “Widow” Marit says: October 21, 2016 at 5:09 am I pictured my grandma when I read your haiku… she wasn’t a sergeant’s wife but the haiku seems to fit her. Love it Mark! Reply rebecca says: October 21, 2016 at 6:45 am such a sorrowful vision. Reply artmusedog says: October 21, 2016 at 8:11 am reality of life ~ loss and death of loved ones ~ powerful haiku Wishing you a Happy Weekend ~ ^_^ Reply readinpleasure says: October 21, 2016 at 9:05 am Ow, so powerfully profound. Reply Lea says: October 21, 2016 at 10:25 am I see this so clearly… I can also feel what it would be like to enfold her into my arms… Reply gemma says: October 21, 2016 at 10:54 am The shawl was a comfort to her. It touched her softly just as the sergeant had done. Reply mislucja says: October 21, 2016 at 10:11 pm Ouch….. Reply ANNE JEFFRIES says: November 4, 2016 at 2:56 pm Breaks my heart Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.