Empty Chair

his chair sits empty
evoking sadness today
yet, she feels his touch

Artist: Anne Packard; Haiku Poet: Mike Evans

With Her Touch

eyes closed, ears opened
fingers dance across the keys
her soul smiles inside

Artist: Thomas Eakins; Haiku Poet: Mike Evans

Between the Notes

anticipation
beauty flows with each key stroke
her soul smiles – rhythm

Artist: Childe Hassam; Haiku Poet: Mike Evans

The Bend

Henri walked this path thousands of times – and yet today he would walk it for the first time.  “Were those rosemary bushes always there?” he wondered as he neared the bend.

For the past 23 years, he strolled this path every day with Gabrielle in his arms.  They talked of the little things that happened during the day – inconsequential things really – but their time together was never about the conversation anyway, Henri began to realize.

Now, left to his solitude he found himself disoriented with his surroundings – the path seemed foreign to him.  He suddenly found it hard to imagine his life without Gabrielle.

Artist: Gustave Caillebotte; Author: Mike Evans