Description: Thought I'd try something a little different with my structure. I think I may have done something similar before, though. 3,4,5,4,3. But I don't think I've ever started and ended with a haiku
The Thorn -------------------------------------------
I am a rose thorn
Vowing to protect my love
Always by her side
She is the one, chosen for me
Attached by a stem
To the one beauty that has always
Captivated me and my passion
I watched her grow
From a vibrant bud peeking with color
To a full bloomed beauty flirting with sunlight
That I grew with and protected the best way I knew
But blooms can be plucked and thorns don't reach much
And so I am a thorn on the stem of a memory
I can't be grafted, as hard as I try
Anyone that ever comes near me
Is cut by the remains of my dying devotion
I must be destined
To forever be alone
My home is long gone
Glad you enjoyed this one; however, I feel I may have mis-portrayed some of the meaning. The thorn did not drive away the rose, but a thorn can only protect from a number of predators. How the thorn must have felt when his rose was plucked away by one. And the loneliness that would follow, for what could be with a thorn.
mmmm yes...this reminded me of me at times....loving too much...overly protective, maybe doting too much...not giving enough space...being a thorn that chokes the rose rather than protecting it...."suffocating devotion which cuts her then cuts me...."destined to be alone"
i guess we can love too much...
i like the beginning and ending haiku in this...nice bookends.