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Golden Mornings (Day 23 of 30)

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Today’s Prompt: Write a poem related to the passing of time or life’s cycles.

 

Golden Mornings

In my childhood during spring

the morning sun’s golden rods

barged past my thin curtains

to awaken sparks of hope

that summer days

inching around the corner

would arrive

FINALLY

no more school

no more homework

no more schedules

time to be unaccountable

 

Today, a month into spring

the morning sun’s golden rods

pointed to my Keurig

an ironic calm in my cup

awaiting one touch

to fill the room 

with the aroma of the day

AHHHH

no clothes to press

no lunch to pack

no desks to wipe

time to pray for our world

Pieces of Me

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A million pieces

of me

swept under

the rug

until spring.

A quiet urging

to take the stained rug out

wafted in

with morning air.

I shook and

snapped dust

on lifeless grass.

Gingerly stepped inside

where a million pieces of me

took one season

to mend

under the rug

now tattered and trashed.

 

 

Her Haiku Healing: A 40-Day Spiritual and Emotional Journey

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Day 40: Light

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Although my journey

is not over, I can see

clearly in the dark

My 40 days of haiku healing have reawakened my muse, helped me express feelings from the depths of my darkest pain, and allowed me to walk in faith towards a light that awaits me at the end of this spiritual and emotional journey. Although my journey is not over, I can see clearly in the dark. I can see that I am worthy, that I matter, and that it is time to begin anew. I’ve always believed the scripture that says weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.  I can hardly wait for that morning. It may not be tomorrow, but it’s coming.

Haiku Heat: #2 Quiescent Morning

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Sun rays paint my room
Breathing stimulates his pulse
We soften stiffness