Ben Dwyer – Page 108 – haiku.blog

A new day a new haiku

Hidden wilderness

Even here the planes invade

To take me away

28th September 2018
Leaves drop, seed scatters

Fruit falls and begins to rot

I too let it go

27th September 2018
Willow and hawthorn

Break through abandoned grassland

They will out live me

26th September 2018
Long autumn shadows

Fall between us and the blue

And what’s underneath

25th September 2018
Get up from your desk

Wring out the last summer drops

Retreat to your nest

24th September 2018#
Burnished copper crown

You set the skyline alight

Bring me to my knees

23rd September 2018
How soon we forget

Those endless summer evenings

In the everyday

22nd September 2018
Damp, dull, drizzly days,

Dreary, dismal, desolate

Downcast, dingy, drab

21st September 2018
Late autumn sunshine

Turns the hedgerow slowly brown

Falling fast and free

20th September 2018
You are the darkness

Hanging in the golden air

You are the voices

19th September 2018
Sunny showers smite

The undulating landscape

Warm wind whips wild hair

18th September 2018
Chestnut sunlight falls

Sidelong through the last green grass

Blonde summer heights gone

17th September 2018
Where we abandon

Brambly tendrils will encroach

Restless pioneers

16th September 2018
Shadows of our lives

In our children’s children eyes

Reflections surprise

15th September 2018
I am still hunting

For the end of the rainbow

Can’t find it up here

14th September 2018
Tramp in damp trainers

Through the dew drenched wilderness

Dawn expeditions

13th September 2018
Under the briar

Creeping through dusky half light

Last year’s leaves rustle

12th September 2018
From the misty fells

To the fairy dells

Hiding among the bluebells

11th September 2018
The shadow below

Is just a dim reflection

Of the light above

10th September 2018
Pack the tent away

Find the toys for rainy days

Summer is over

9th September 2018
Branches reaching out

Into a tunnel of light

Seeing without eyes

8th September 2018
On the horizon

Lie visions of mountain peaks

And wild fire smoke

7th September 2018
You can break a horse

And mow a meadow, but you

Can’t tame this wild heart

6th September 2018
I long to get out

I hate to miss the sunset

I would rather walk

5th September 2018