Years ago, I wrote the following haiku about a traumatic car accident when I was a child:

Trees by empty road
Snow all around but no peace
Blood on baleful white

Recently, my husband had an accident; this crisis brought me back to writing haikus again:

Upset, muddled up,
His pain a stone in my gut
Fog all around us

Summit out of reach
Knot in stomach, painful knees
I will not make it

There was also the violence of world events:

People hurt wounded
Crying lost in pain fleeing
My soul in torment

Sky above
All this senseless suffering
Help me bring comfort

Silvery Geysers
Yellow fuming Fumaroles
Glassy explosions

And questions about the meaning of life:

Why was I summoned
To this puzzling game of life
To be dismissed next?

An invitation?
Was given entry pass once
For Earth? I wonder…