Every year I allow myself one poem in which I can use just haiku

To capture the light and life

Of a prompt I don’t quite vibe with

This year was tough but none were quite

Worth just giving in

Letting my unease win

This year I did perform before

An audience of 10 at most

While sharing my work with you

They all had my back

And so this year no haiku is had

Which is neither good or bad

Just bittersweet instead.