Image: The Calabash (here)
empty calabash
reflecting the fading sun
a beggar sits in gloom © Celestine
empty calabash
yet to be filled to the brim
parched lips a-begging
reflecting the fading sun
day is done aptly
rat race ends meekly
a beggar sits in gloom
shadow of rich self
karma's sad judgement © Hank
Note: the hard shells of the calabash fruits are
useful as water containers when hollowed out.
Chevrefeuille's Carpe Diem.- a troiku
A Celestine Nudanu (special feature)
Magaly's at Real Toad's - the tuesday platform
Most interesting Hank.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Nicely done, Hank. I especially like:
ReplyDelete'a beggar sits in gloom
shadow of himself
karma's sad judgement'
Beggars sure get bit by karma, or already bit. Ugg to the rat race though, but to it I must go.
ReplyDeleteI love the first one. Thanks
ReplyDeletePoor beggar once had a better life.
ReplyDeleteI like this, Hank. I played with the second meaning of "calabash", a word not in my vocabulary before.
ReplyDeleteEmpty calabash
Dismayed beggar's not smoking
Alms please he has need
..
Now I'm craving calabacita tacos.
ReplyDeleteIn all seriousness, for calabash to be emptied, it has to have fed someone at least a few hearty meals.
Very interesting! I wrote one of these once it was fun.
ReplyDeleteThat last one squeezed at my heart, the idea of Karma being sad is devastating (and slightly terrifying... the things she might do!).
ReplyDeleteP.S. When I was growing up, we used to make purses out of the shell calabash fruit. :-)
luv how you sculpted the Calabash into a beggar's bowl with your words
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Nicely penned!
ReplyDeleteWow ... Hank I can't remember that you created a Troiku earlier, but this one is very nicely crafted.
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