Ben Dwyer

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A new day a new haiku

Beneath brown bracken

Beaten down then burned up

Forest fires blacken

15th November 2018
Forgotten gardens

Conquered by nettles and ferns

All is vanity

14th November 2018
Last year’s leftovers

Jumbled up in the hedgerow

Let your wild hair go

13th November 2018
Brush, briar and bramble

Thickets tangle together

We’re still growing wild

12th November 2018
Short little day draws

Lazy curtains hide the flaws

Sudden darkness falls

11th November 2018
Carry us away

On dark November water

In the Viking’s wake

10th November 2018
A mottled feather

I look up as you swoop off

Now we’re barbed and hooked

9th November 2018
As green becomes brown

Field mice burrow underground

Autumn’s fallen crown

8th November 2018
Under cold hard stones

Crawling through tangled brambles

Clamber our way home

7th November 2018
Soft horizon skin

The morning mist retreating

How easy words flow

6th November 2018
Among dusty trees

They have everything they need

Here there is no greed

5th November 2018
The road stretches on

An unending adventure

My muse, my downfall

4th November 2018
A yellow carpet

Needles weave the next year’s soil

Into a new ring

3rd November 2018
Autumn fades to grey

We relinquish summer dreams

And then fade away

2nd November 2018
If you were trapped in

An all inclusive resort

Would you want to leave?

1st November 2018
A fire into ash

A cliff into the ocean

Slowly I erode

31st October
Maybe I’m a ghost

Moving slowly between these

Silent autumn leaves

30th October 2018
Observers disturb

The very thing they perceive

Colours we can’t see

29th October 2018
Scrawny skinny scrag

Seriously silent stare

Standing statue still

28th October 2018
Golden morning light

A warm surprise, shines new life

Into dying eyes

27th October 2018
As seasons transform

For there is no standing still

There is only change

26th October 2018
A burning red ball

Skims across still loch waters

These days never end

25th October 2018
Regimented rows

Standing up to attention

Longing to be wild

24th October 2018
Slowly turning leaves

Hibernate under blankets

Curled up and sleepy

23rd October 2018

Author: Ben Dwyer