Yearning Returning: Rhyming Haiku

The empty, aching
yearns have returned. I’ve learned. I’m
past treading old paths.

OR
The lonely, aching

Yearnings are returning. I’m/
past treading old paths.

So This Is The New Year, A 3 Year

My daughter posted a New Year’s Instagram reel of photos, with Death Cab for Cutie’s song “The New Year” as the background. Watching the 2022 retrospective filled me with melancholy, especially with the lyric: “This is the New Year. I don’t feel any different.”

I’m going into a “Three Year” numerically, a year when I will be happiest and most fulfilled when I’m creatively doing things. With that in mind, my melancholy turned into resolve, and I wrote this haiku:

This is the New Year:

A time I can choose to act,
be, and feel diff’rent.

Mirror Gaze Revelation

What if, with the One’s
mirror gaze, we discover
we’re doing enough?

OR
what more we could do?

Cleanse The Past Fire

Alone, burning fire,
I clear, clean, and cleanse the past;/
Wish for future growth.