A to Z Challenge/Day 9- letter H

H is for Haiku.  I've always been fascinated by the haiku, because, if properly done, they allow for so much to be said in just three short lines,each with an assigned number of syllables (1st line- 5, 2nd line- 7, and 3rd line- 5).  But, since I am not known for my ability to keep things brief, I decided -a few years back- to create a poem within a poem...or, rather, several poems within a single poem...using the almighty Haiku.  So, here it is.  ***drum roll please***

"A Foreign Sneeze" (many people in the past have pondered this title, and I have not -until now- revealed the simple -and juvenile- "meaning" behind it: basically, when someone says "haiku," I always want to say "bless you."  Sounds like a Japanese sneeze to me).

Inspiration found
Inhibitions lingering
Something old comes forth

Her world has gone cold
Ice clings to her memories
Her core is locked tight

He can see a flame
Desperate, he beckons it
He won't let her freeze

Pregnant with questions
Solitude shows no mercy
She must birth alone

Thoughts like fireflies
Now caught in an air-tight jar
Die on the bottom

Seasons keep changing
The flickering can be seen
The lid is removed

Hope sits in her lap
With his face against the glass
He saves his last breath