Unsaid

I.
my new recipe
worse than bad
you ate every bite

II.
twenty years married
there’s not much to say
we still know

III.
clad in black
mourners leave roses
silent widow

IV.
the day dies down
birds circle the feeder
in silence

 

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Image: The Kiss – Gustav Klimt, WikiArt.org

Words: senryu, haiku, c.b.w. 2016

Part of the 2016 April Poem A Day Challenge (via Poetic Asides on Writer’s Digest) for the April 20 prompt: what goes unsaid