Lost Muse. A haiku trilogy
1. Purpose
When it takes its leave.
Gone: the purpose, the will and
the testimony.
2. Black
Where do we exist,
now that the sun is dimmed,
fallow and so spent.
3. Steps
What I would give to
hold her hand. Another step
beyond this despair.
My love for the 5/7/5-syllable majesty of Japanese haikus will never dim. As will my longing for my muse, no matter how hard I try to extinguish it.
Steve 🙂
The lines under Steps. ❤
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Thank you, Virginia. Glad you liked it 🙂
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Beautiful! 😊❤
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Thanks so much! 🙂
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The romantic in me got caught in “What I would give to
hold her hand…” Loved it.
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And the old romantic in me thanks you, Tatjana 🙂
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