RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge 190 with prompt words – tart, sweet
I got into a conversation with a friend about Zen and death, which through a circuitous route led to writing haiku.
So here’s my poem on death.
Tart fruit, sweet juices
Life passing, bright sunsets
Endings arriving.
~ FlorenceT
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