Hope
inverse haiku
bud bursts, leaf unfurls
weeping sap feeds fruit-less bough
seed splits, tendrils rise
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Thank you for reading! May hope find you in fresh beginnings and ageless assurances.
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Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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This road has felt endless, yet limited; every step tracked. Inching away along this path, I feel trapped. Confined. Left to this narrow passage that may one day amount to something greater. Time is not a concept. Only distance. From start to finish, I laugh and cry and attempt to convince myself that this is worth it. I cannot stray. I must keep going. Every step etched, is a step taken, is measured as more than before. I cannot even recall how I got here. Maybe I don’t even really exist. Just another tick marking off a perceived presence. Of what though? I am just another line drawn. Nothing more, nothing less.
By Oneg In The Arctic7 days ago in Fiction
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Beautiful!😍
Such a succulent spring haiku! (End of spring? Summer? I have no idea when pomegranates fruit.)
Magnificent!!! Love it!!!
 Beautiful
Why I do believe with this you have blossomed & borne great fruit, Sonia. Pomegranate, if I'm not mistaken.