by klr
Bereft in darkness
upon her awakening
Cast-off heart at feet
Little connected
unthinkably discarded
Shriveled blossoms fell
From somewhere divine
she summoned all fortitude
Not to revile him
But tried to forget
his charm and velvet kisses
Sweetness of the wine
With purpose she leaped,
grabbed and scaled a stinging rope
grabbed and scaled a stinging rope
into deep water
The bells of freedom
pealed not for her rightful place
But for her demise
Haiku Wednesday
The bells of freedom
pealed not for her rightful place
But for her demise
Haiku Wednesday
Bravo! Beautifully written!
ReplyDeleteWell done ~ very moving ~namaste, carol (A Creative Harbor) linked w/Haiku Sensational
ReplyDeleteWOW!!!!
ReplyDeleteVery calming, and lovely.
You Rocked these out...G
Thank you, Karen, and welcome..
ReplyDeleteMuch appreciated, Carol...namaste..
G-Man, that's quite the compliment..thanks very much..
Fortitude not to revile someone has to come from some sacred place. I'm sure *I* couldn't do it on my own!
ReplyDeleteReflections on Fortitude
The theme is beautifully woven ... very nice!
ReplyDeletei like the flow of this story
ReplyDeletesenryu of lost soldiers
What an intense series of haiku. Very powerful.
ReplyDeleteLove how your haiku tell a story..there is fluidity from one to another...
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