“A Few Haiku (16)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley


How can hope survive
Solitary kitchen chair
And the empty bed



These old feet are numb
Memories are bitter cold
I must watch my step



I sought from the fox
Wisdom; he gave me instead
A flash of his tail



Breeze in bamboo grove
Sake choko clattering
Empty memories



Who has spilled the sky
Into the pond? Sunset fire
Burns lotus blossoms



Once, in the forest
Autumn taught me of sorrow
What will winter bring

11 thoughts on ““A Few Haiku (16)”

    1. Yes, sometimes hope is all we have left. I suppose we can only hope that’s enough. Thank you so much, as always, for reading and commenting, Reena. I truly appreciate it. And thank you for writing such hopeful poetry on your blog. It’s soul-cleansing and much needed. 🙂

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