14 Jun



Ghostly ocean wave

Frothing rising in white foam

Mother rides the tide


Abandoned flowers

Cast in fall into ocean

Found growing in dunes


Child now growing old

In summer time finds cool shade

Awaiting his ride


Authors Notes:

Haiku I.

Her last will and testament (my mother, Irene) stated, “I want to be cremated and dispersed at Rye or Hampton Beach, (NH)” which we did.  Each of her grandchildren, some she never met, took handfuls and with quiet respect dispersed them into the outgoing tide.

Haiku II.

She left my father with reasons never discussed, after a few years returning home from WWII, leaving him with three children. His inability to deal with the situation and after transferring us to aunts and uncles, he paced us in St. Peter’s Orphanage; insisting it was a “private school” since he was paying for our room and board and being provided with excellent Jesuit teaching. Yes he did, and yes it was.

Haiku III.

Irene came back in five years and took us out of St. Peters’. She continued to raise us from where she left off with love and kindness… until we were all old enough to leave. Her courage to come back after being ex-communicated from her church and family was a radical move only a Mother could do. She has never let go since.


Posted by on June 14, 2015 in Haiku, Mothers, New Hampshire, Pine Cone Diaries


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27 responses to “Irene

  1. M

    June 22, 2015 at 2:26 am

    compact, and more powerful for it ~


  2. Claire

    June 16, 2015 at 8:26 am

    So much packed into the post – wonderful lines and imagery, fabulous reading, illuminating notes. Excellent.


  3. Hannah Gosselin

    June 15, 2015 at 7:56 pm

    I’m so grateful for the added notes to each piece…where the brevity is poignant, I think it can be difficult to include the personal details in their entirety …I really like that you offered them separately. Powerful work!


  4. Kim Nelson

    June 15, 2015 at 5:27 pm

    What a testament to mother-love. I am really glad you shared the author’s notes, shedding additional light on intent. Nicely done.


  5. glmeisner

    June 15, 2015 at 10:36 am

    Three very well written and poignant poems.


  6. humbird

    June 15, 2015 at 10:31 am

    The name…I was following by curiosity at first….then I was touched….then I was stunned by strength of the person, who you describe here…ZQ, cool haiku, and story behind could be a good skeleton for novel or more..Thanks for sharing with us…


  7. Jae Rose

    June 15, 2015 at 8:45 am

    The circle of life beautifully illustrated…the use of textures and feelings really matching the tone


  8. dsnake1

    June 15, 2015 at 8:00 am

    beautiful set of haiku. the notes make it more poignant and moving and giving the readers a better understanding of the reasons behind the poems. enjoyed the poems, and i am moved.
    another thing, i am reminded of the lyrics of some of the progressive rock bands (have you heard of the Strawbs?), so yes, your verses will go well with some music. 🙂
    thanks for sharing!


  9. kelvin s.m.

    June 15, 2015 at 4:47 am

    This has to be one the most special write I’ve read today, Sir. These rather more personal stories of yours are what really touches me the most. It made me feel I understand everything about you then & now. Thank you for allowing me to look deeper into your past & having a glimpse of what you become today.


  10. Torie

    June 14, 2015 at 10:03 pm

    Wow, ZQ. What a story. What a poem. Very powerful. My heart sank and then lifted. What a journey, Sir.


  11. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade)

    June 14, 2015 at 9:40 pm

    Beautiful haiku, and a touching back story. I guess both your parents did the best they could and gave you reason to be grateful.


  12. Grace

    June 14, 2015 at 7:04 pm

    A very moving story as I appreciate the backgrounder of each haiku ~


  13. Donna@Living From Happiness

    June 14, 2015 at 6:53 pm

    What a beautiful story you shared with us about Irene…a remarkable woman…I especially loved the first one as she rode the tide, her last wish complete!


  14. totomai

    June 14, 2015 at 5:55 pm

    Thank you for sharing snippets of your life. These are all particularly moving. The back story makes these more poignant


  15. Brother Ollie

    June 14, 2015 at 5:48 pm

    sweet poems! Keep ’em coming!


  16. moondustwriter

    June 14, 2015 at 1:47 pm

    Thank you for sharing this part of your life that could be etched in pain and yet so beautiful as you have grown strong through storms edged in love.


  17. Sherry Marr

    June 14, 2015 at 1:18 pm

    I LOVE “Mother rides the tide”…speechless at the flowers being left at the orphanage and so brave of your mom to come back in the face of what must have been nearly universal censure. A courageous woman. I am so glad she did. My heart catches a little at the child growing old awaiting his ride. Me, too, kiddo. Sigh. All too swiftly gone, no?


  18. Gillena Cox

    June 14, 2015 at 1:16 pm

    thanks for linking in at my Sunday Lime

    much love…


  19. Susan

    June 14, 2015 at 12:36 pm

    A life time appears in these three Haiku. Put them together with the prose to shape Haibun poetry.


  20. Kerry O'Connor

    June 14, 2015 at 11:17 am

    I so enjoyed the opportunity to hear you read your poem, ZQ! This was such a moving piece.


  21. gillena

    June 14, 2015 at 11:08 am

    These are precious like rare gems. Thanks for sharing with us

    Much love…


  22. nissa_loves_cats

    June 14, 2015 at 11:01 am

    A very moving story. I thought each of the three haiku was excellent on its own, as well.


  23. Laura Bloomsbury

    June 14, 2015 at 10:49 am

    the rhythm matches the rhythm of life message so well


  24. Sanaa Rizvi

    June 14, 2015 at 10:45 am

    This was so moving..! Thank you for sharing this wonderful piece with us 🙂


  25. Sumana Roy

    June 14, 2015 at 10:29 am

    the three haiku complete a cycle, aah…you begin with an end and end perhaps with a new beginning towards the unknown?….thanks for the notes…


  26. Mary

    June 14, 2015 at 10:01 am

    Nice that even flowers that are abandoned find a way to survive and thrive.


  27. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    June 14, 2015 at 9:49 am

    I found the story behind even more moving. I like that you started at the end… And growing old we all remember. Interesting that we both wrote about our parents today.



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