
Artemis Haiku
She bends with the wind,
as her raven hair is freed.
She owns the moonlight.
Stars illuminate
the iris of her dark eyes.
Glimpses of hope lives.
She ponders her life
with all its simplicities,
and complexity.
Wondering through all
of the world's darkest black nights.
Questioning it all.
Will it ever make sense?
This poem is about:
Me
Our world