Category: love poem

Never again shall I love a stranger the way I loved my father. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark…

Never again shall 

I love a stranger the way 

I loved my father. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

If a love is meant to last, the mixing spoon must be both rough and smooth. —Red Leaf Haiku by ©…

If a love is meant 

to last, the mixing spoon must 

be both rough and smooth. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

What’s more beautiful than beauty that knows not how beautiful it is? —Red Leaf Haiku by © John…

What’s more beautiful 

than beauty that knows not how 

beautiful it is? 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer 

inspired by @why-am-i-wet

I love what you’ve done with the place, says the famine to the demagogue. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John…

I love what you’ve done 

with the place, says the famine 

to the demagogue. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

Behold the lover dimmed, for what time can’t darken, lovers surely can. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John…

Behold the lover 

dimmed, for what time can’t darken, 

lovers surely can. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer 

inspired by @vasilinaorlova

Their love affair lasts only until the one of them dreaming wakes up. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John…

Their love affair lasts 

only until the one of 

them dreaming wakes up. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

Dying doing what you love always beats living doing what you don’t. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark…

Dying doing what 

you love always beats living 

doing what you don’t. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

Loving someone means their pain has become harder to bear than one’s own. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John…

Loving someone means 

their pain has become harder 

to bear than one’s own. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

The trouble with love is that, for some, hurting is the most loving thing. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John…

The trouble with love 

is that, for some, hurting is 

the most loving thing. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer

For it may yet be the owl, the torn-open mouse must forgive the owl. —Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark…

For it may yet be 

the owl, the torn-open mouse 

must forgive the owl. 

—Red Leaf Haiku by © John Clark Helzer