Granted, my post is a little late for my Friday Poetry sessions. But then, in some parts of the world, it is still Friday (very clever, right? Hahah.) So we shall proceed.
Haikus have always been interesting: they’re brief and they’re all about nature. This poem features a story about letting go and/ or breaking free in three lines. It depicts the natural reaction of releasing ourselves from the things that caused us harm.
You had clipped my wings.
I couldn’t fly. They mended,
then I flew from you.
(Featured photo by Lisa Hess)