I'm not too flash on haiku because, as with visual art, I am a figurative painter with words that reflect less on natural world but experience and those humes who come in and out and occasionally hang around for the existential duration so, ty for the haiku all but best I got is my stock standard Senyru, which is haiku format but with themes that reflect all that is not of and regarding nature.

math senyru:

all I know of math
is that i comes before e
except after c

If anything, I miss intimacy... when away from the beautiful closeness that can occur between two people when they both like each other enough to share a journey to the centre of each unique circle as it's formed and consolidated over time...i encourage any creative spirit seek a like mind, like spirit, like creative and/or enlightened soul that doesn't depend on anything else outside its self and questions are of how the weather's changed or the price of gas and not concern for a home into which one is truly never fully at peace. I love the final imagery. Though, I am both water and root to my own biological and cerebral environment. I'm older, and have learned to waste little time on repetition or the unenlightened yes I understand one's need to nurture but encourage love be equal at very least for love is perfect when it works in symbiosis rather than against an inevitable tide...i found the combination of silver hair and innocence interesting in that innocence is so rarely accorded to one with such life experience I know that I can play dumb, ignorant, innocent however I am of age where none of those looks are good on my face and demeanor...at my age, such affectation would be deliberate and worthy of avoiding. My interpretation may not fit your creative view or point to writing this but I took this critique from the mind that inspired and I'm glad I happened upon this forum because for me art and lit is everything...and your write has made my cognition fire so whether you agree or otherwise, I thank you for the inspiration.

broken things can be loved, more for the cracks. Love should never be anything more nor less than what it is in purest state..no lies or expectations other than those by which two mutually agree to abide...no extra pain because life and human condition has enough to drown all existence if we choose to let it do so...each existential failure is stepping stone to patience and perseverance eventually paying off but love is a bucket filled with holes in stories and lives and prolonged sadness for choices we make and for which we are equally responsible. I enjoyed how this write was evocative enough to inspire this comment so yes, thank you.

Last words are as important as the perfect number of syllables and architecture of this write... I did not expect to see poetry here, no...not at all but am both surprised and inspired by the depth and evocative quality of my very first read in this particular site. I hope to read more from you and others and, if it doesn't cost me, then I'm keen to post something myself. Enjoyed