A poem created in the form of 18 Haiku, to be read in order. (Full text of poem at the end of the images)
Rain falls relentless
Birds tremble on wet branches
The sky is empty
Sorrow’s soft refrain
Echoes in the emptiness
Rain falls in my heart
Perfume laden winds
Music drifts in empty space
Your soul calls to me
The tides of my heart
Drifting languid and empty
The moon weeps with me
Birds cry mournfully
A melancholy refrain
Empty and reaching
Languidly floating
The last petals fall like rain
The trees are empty
Rising autumn dawn
Birds aloft in bitter winds
Filling empty skies
Leaf now touching leaf
Empty and learning to drift
The last dance of fall
The leaves are fading
Winter in my empty heart
Where your voice still calls
Winter’s violin
Fills my aching soul with light
Empty is my art
Now our winter calls
The heavy weight of empty
Falls gently on me
My heart is trembling
I hear emptiness breathing
Snow falls in silence
Weightless and drifting
Labyrinthine depths of empty
Silence is affirmation
Through my empty shell
Roaring like a storm at sea
My pain ebbs and flows
I ache to be free
My mirror empty of me
A long-withered tree
The sea paints the shore
Shifting colours of empty
The poets envy
Resonant echoes
Call to me in the silence
Emptiness whispers
Time moves like water
Lost in empty reflections
My soul ebbs away
© Ann Bagnall
