We are going to balance that by writing a few other short poems, often haiku, in a balance of foresight and hindsight. Sounds about right for the cusp of the decade. We are ending this month with a haiku on a theme of the new year of foresight.
I know from Chinese cooking that pears are therapeutic. Poached pears in a honey sauce are so soothing and comforting. Just what we need on a dreary day at the end of January. Another thing about pears; they ripen slowly and get sweeter with a few scars. My kind of fruit.
Start of the week;
green pear on the windowsill,
sweet by Friday.
Check out the wonderful haiku by my Poetry Sisters here:
And don't forget to visit the Friday Poetry Roundup at Deowriter. Enjoy!
Andi, I am so grateful for your strength and way of loving the world whenever you are able to participate! I have a picture book on this same pear concept (though nothing to do with pears). Learning to love ourselves and our lives, scars included, is such a journey. This is gorgeous.ReplyDelete
Thank you for your example of taking small steps and continuing to take joy in simplicity. 💕ReplyDelete
Oh, I adore pears. I had no idea they were healing, too, but of course they are. Thank you for sharing your scars, and your beauty with us, dear Andi...ReplyDelete
Love this haiku 💖ReplyDelete
All needed is patience, right? Love that you thought about pears, something to nourish us.ReplyDelete
I did not know this about pears. I love when a poem teaches me something.ReplyDelete
I love pears, so sweet and mellow. With time hey sort of melt into honey. Thanks for this haiku!ReplyDelete
Nothing better than a ripe pear. I remember my first bite of one fresh from the tree.ReplyDelete
I'm waiting for avocados to ripen on the counter. I wonder what they taste like fresh from the tree?
So much truth in your three lines. You are a haiku master.
As I write this, I'm looking over to see the ripening pears on my kitchen counter. Your haiku will make the experience of enjoying them even sweeter yet.
Now I want a pear. Thank you for noruishing us with haiku.ReplyDelete