Reborn
shooting stars twinkle
sprinkling sparklers on the loose -
fading light expires
vows everlasting
impermanence tightly squeezed -
woes’ storms intertwined
sunshine’s radiance
reflects warm silent repose -
disquieting loss
winter breeze swishes
seasoned kindness transgresses -
permafrost daggers
future corroded
skies disunited in pain-
new love on the rise
listen to my words
it will only last three moons-
passion sprung open
it’s all about sex
carnal desire corrupted -
wild new passion heals
yesteryear future
dream catchers barely composed-
golden communion
seasons have faltered
grossly dishevelled it seems -
autumn recovers
jetsam’s drift reclaimed
anchour line in secure knots -
the universe heals
20th July 2019
Writer's statement:
Haikus normally do not have a title, but I cannot leave the field blank on the website.
In my opinion a writer's statement distracts from the poem.
They have a turn after the second line.
They are about nature and nature is love and love can be lost and rediscovered.
This haiku is personal and autobiographical.
Enjoy reading.
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