young love grows weary
his touch turning icy hot
as their paths diverge

Thanks to Your Daily Word Prompt for DIVERGE and to Putting My Feet in the Dirt for the wonderful phrase ICY HOT.
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
young love grows weary
his touch turning icy hot
as their paths diverge

Thanks to Your Daily Word Prompt for DIVERGE and to Putting My Feet in the Dirt for the wonderful phrase ICY HOT.
your touch, tremoring
a mirror in snowy light
our love, reflected

Thanks to Fandango’s FOWC for the opportunity to indulge my love for Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac.
falling from grace, shame
left cold in the dirt, crying
rising, triumphant

Thanks to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge for the haiku word prompts (fall / cold) and to Tales from the Mind of Kristian Word Prompt for the storm theme.
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Dust Bowl memories
strewn like weeds in her mind’s eye
bloom as fragrant buds

Image credit: Pisauikan@ Pixabay
Sometimes the muse strikes hard! Thanks to Sadje’s WDYS Challengefor the beautiful photo. That smile!!! She immediately struck a very specific chord in my mind and heart and to Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge for (unwittingly?) providing the perfect words (dust / weed).
in the space between
the fury of autumn’s wind
slows the sun’s ardor

Thanks to Ronovan Writes for haiku challenge words (fury/slow) and to Frank’s haiku challenge for the equinox idea.