I hand her a bouquet of flowers in the shadows: daisies, her favorite. A token of my love, a symbol of my guilt. For my sins, my mistake. It is a peace offering, made in the dying light of our backyard.
She accepts daisies
Takes them and leaves for good
Author’s Note: This is my first attempt at a haibun, a Japanese poetic form that combines prose and haiku. I’ve seen others use the haibun form here on WordPress, and I wanted to give it a shot.
Side note: The poem is pure fiction and was inspired by the photo. There was something about the shadowed flowers that made me go darker and think of the end of a relationship, instead of something more hopeful.