Truthfully? a Haiku is not named....
but I am naming mine because I want for two things...
one) for me to remember why I wrote what I did and
two) so you know from whence I came, whilst I want you
to form your own mental images.... a contradiction?
today: friends
A hand reaches out
Unseen, unsolicited
Your heart touches mine
.
The 'season'? To my way of thinking, the season is timeless,
friendship does not know time. But the poignancy? a flash of recognition.....
my pain in your heart...
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