11.11.2022 – poignant misery

poignant misery
dawn begins clouds sag stormy
but nothing happens

Start a new day and every part screams that it is NOT SUPPOSDED TO BE THIS WAY.

Start a new day and hope for a new beginning.

Start a new day and all that is wanted is to have what WAS before today to be what IS before today.

The poignant misery when the new day starts and dawn begins and clouds sag stormy.

The new day arrives and is a new day.

But nothing happens.

The haiku is adapted from the World War One, or the Great War as it is called elsewhere, poem, Exposure, by Wilfred Owen.

From the third stanza that goes:

The poignant misery of dawn begins to grow . . .
We only know war lasts, rain soaks, and clouds sag stormy.
Dawn massing in the east her melancholy army
Attacks once more in ranks on shivering ranks of grey,
But nothing happens.

Appropriate for Veteran’s Day, or Armistice Day as it is called elsewhere, and for many other reasons.

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