The heat. The lack of rain.
Broken things. Things mended again and again.
The pain past. The pain here and now. A glimpse at pain to come.
Long days at the wheel and short of nights sleeping well.
Friends visited and friends not.
Community left to others. Community helped by the same.
I am feeling it. I am glad.
Great poetry there… I’m feelin’ it too!
I do free verse, or free-form as some call it, better than haiku but I will continue with shape that part of whatever it is I have been given to live out.
I am loving your post on haiku from other bloggers and writers!
Tomorrow I’ll be posting an editor from UK…. and will be giving another link to another book from a great haiga master who lives in Tazmania! I love to pass the info around about writer’s and their books. I’m just having a whole lot of fun at this, you know.