As a child August meant school was around the corner.  With mixed feelings she anticipated a new school year, that smell of fresh ink on new books, her best handwriting on that first page of her scribbler and so much promise to fill her mind…learning anew. Of course there were new students arriving in her little town and new relationships forming opening her heart she smiles, waiting with anticipation.   And yet, as months progress death looms in the air as leaves fall and grounds reek of decay…

 

The Troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille

(a troiku)

autumn leaves whisper
echoing
that first je t’aime

autumn leaves whisper
endings or new beginnings
paradox of life

echoing
mistakes repeated
over and over

that first je t’aime
fairy tale or mystery
still unresolved

©Tournesol’17/07/28

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