“A Few Haiku (32)”

(c) 2022 by Michael L. Utley

(#187)

the forsaken vase
still stands where you left it
waiting for your flower

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(#188)

in the end
my heaven could not redeem
your hell

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(#189)

memories of you
litter the oak-shadowed grass
I tread carefully

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(#190)

coy spring tarries
just beyond my winter heart
how I yearn for her

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(#191)

strawberry spring
the false hope of redemption
as the storm draws nigh

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(#192)

my destitute mind
is as barren as my heart
all the words have gone