Haiku

cantankerous men
bicker loudly over lunch
pay, stand up, and leave


two kindred spirits
have lost each other before
but still keep looking

Something tells me it is better
an inkling starting to make sense
appearing just somewhat brighter
green on both sides of the fence
and although the sky turns gray
and clouds do none but block my view
I glimpse now the blue beyond them
a heart sick day is turned anew
Days were once obscure and bleak
a mere shadow of another's life
I followed blind to seek my own
found it end in none but strife
But mine has sung a novel tune
found solace in a new design
I've awakened in an improved soul
and the bliss I feel is mine