another haiku friday comes along at recuerda mi corazon [haiku my heart]
photo: flying heart, scotty hensler, flickr
i only left
when the dog ran away
even the fire became cold
and then when you
started chopping wood
it was too late
another haiku friday comes along at recuerda mi corazon [haiku my heart]
photo: flying heart, scotty hensler, flickr
i only left
when the dog ran away
even the fire became cold
and then when you
started chopping wood
it was too late
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
great little poem, big impact for so few words! sweet image, too!
this feeling of too late… that can hardly be expressed in so few words, has been conveyed perfectly.
love the title.
so glad you are here….
Looking back yes, it does feel like that sometimes.. not only too late.. it happens when one is a bit early too.. loved your post.. do visit and bless my page too…
Simple, spare, words with high impact, like wood on a cold fire or the loss of a faithful friend. Beautiful. The image is very nice, intriguing.
Noelle
I enjoy your haiku!!! Well done! Thank you too for your visit and kind words!
I get it, and I like it, a lot.
Peace.
Powerful words of the death of summer. We all seem to run away.
Melanie
I’m new to haiku, but I’m catching onto not only the ‘simplicity’ but also the ‘profound’.
Thank you for commenting on my haiku
wow sue, you just blessed me big time… thank you… the more i write haiku the more i realize there is so much more to this form than i first realized
thank you all for coming by and visiting and appreciate your comments…. here’s kinda where this poem came from… with the cold starting to come in everyone is gathering wood for the winter…. everywhere i see wood…. and then you know things r bad when the dog runs away and there’s no fire in the fireplace… burrrrr cold!!!… love can be heaven but it can be lonesome too….
Inspired by your words and image:
woodchopper,
you have come too late—
hearth stone-cold
ohhh, that is beautiful mmt…