Strong thunderstorms cause
ice pellets fall from the sky.
Marbles of harshness.

Hailstones whipped my face.
Firm, youthful, brave, stubborn, grace.
Melting cold harshness.

Cold hostility,
bitter, imprudent, edgy,
vile hearts vilify.

Animus bypassed.
Serene heart, values lived by.
Shove off spitefulness.

Thrive in cruelty.
Hailstones in life do not last.
Animus conquered.

~ Angelica Hopes, haiku

Text © Ana Angelica Abaya van Doorn 2017
Author

Philippine-born Swiss author, poet, memoirist, aphorist, ghostwriter, multi-genre novelist, freelance writer, Indie author, publisher, and an Italian-English translator. Dedicated mother & loving wife, and a multi-lingual travel and nutritarian diet enthusiast. I love to read, write, listen to audio-books, cook, bake, reach out, and travel. Ana Angelica Abaya van Doorn Nom de plume: Angelica Hopes

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