Ben Dwyer – Page 105 – haiku.blog

A new day a new haiku

Scrambling over

Old walls and gates and fences

Tumble and crumble

9th December 2018
Seeds puffed up into

Fluffy white kindling clouds

Like an old man’s beard

8th December 2018
This very same field

Has been keeping us alive

For hundreds of years

7th December 2018
What lies inbetween

The colours of the rainbow?

The stuff of daydreams

6th December 2018
Reach up to the clouds

In a dreamy reverie

Let’s float away now

5th December 2018
Left here in the leaves

We await the break of dawn

Just a wild goose chase

4th December 2018
Frost bitten grasses

Steaming in the winter sun

I too wait my turn

3rd December 2018
From this lofty view

Rain makes its way to the sea

I follow slowly

2nd December 2018
Summer seeds scattered

From their coarse cracked empty shells

Will they germinate?

1st December 2018
Corroded Oak leaves

Rustle in the autumn breeze

Rusted to their trees

30th November 2018
Roots run wild below

While vaulted bramble arches

Fan feral above

29th November 2018
Across frosty fields

Untold stories will unfold

Turning a new leaf

28th November 2018
Every choice divides

Our lives into new branches

A terminal bud

27th November 2018
We’ll ramble and roam

Tumble down and over grown

We’ll never go home

26th November 2018
Dark heather stretches

Bleak across the prickly heath

Coal seams lay beneath

25th November 2018
Crystaline fractals

Refract the cold morning light

Each season repeats

24th November 2018
Solemn grey branches

Cast long shadows overhead

New torpor descends

23rd November 2018
Outlined in sunlight

Every sharp edge galvanised

In the frozen air

22nd November 2018
Wild horses shimmer

Concealed by the undergrowth

Can you find them here?

21st November 2018
Big fat red round sun

Melting softly into trees

Butter in a pan

20th November 2018
These crows come and go

Across fields our fathers roamed

And follow me home

19th November 2018
Hidden rings reveal

The ripples of secret lives

Etched into the years

18th November 2018
Leaves of burnished bronze

Tumble down devil’s dumble

Entwined in fern fronds

17th November 2018
Ash and chestnut stripped

And these rusty old oak leaves

Are all that remain

16th November 2018