Ben Dwyer – Page 78 – haiku.blog

A new day a new haiku

Carry us away

Between your fierce tawny wings

We’re invisible

17th September 2020
I have never flown

Never sailed or swooped or soarn

I watch from below

16th September 2020
The road is longer

Than expected. We balance

Precariously

15th September 2020
If I could be half

Of what you want me to be

I’d be twice myself

14th September 2020
Old crow, can you change?

Do all the days feel the same?

Why are you afraid?

13th September 2020
Although it feels wrong

We will still sing together

In isolation

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12th September 2020
Are you aware wolf?

Beware of what you wear wolf

You wear me down wolf

11th September 2020
Through all these changes

Fire, earthquake and hurricane

Some things never change

10th September 2020
As winter creeps in

Those who can, flee her clutches

Change comes to the rest

9th September 2020
Running everywhere

Take me somewhere, anywhere

Going nowhere fast

8th September 2020
Seasons recurring

The world outside keeps turning

My bones keep yearning

7th September 2020
Pale mist rising up

My eyelids flutter open

Was it just a dream?

6th September 2020
Now I am land locked

Shuttered in and tied up tight

Water is freedom

5th September 2020
Though the water’s rough

We don’t need all of this stuff

The sea is enough

4th September 2020
Have we stumbled on

A ring of fairy champions

Or a fool’s funnel?

3rd September 2020
How do such spiky

Sharp spines transform into soft

Silky thistle down

2nd September 2020
A quiet evening

Watching the world pass us by

Ripples in a pool

1st September 2020
As a new leaf turns

My year to obscurity

Together we’ll fade

31st August 2020
Stuck in the quagmire

Still slowly sinking ourselves

In our stinking swamp

30th August 2020
Can you grasp a day?

Sand slipping though your fingers

A final sunset

29th August 2020
Big black clouds brewing

Layers of every shade of sky

Steely storm stewing

28th August 2020
In silver shadows

Racing raging rushing waves

Just let yourself go

27th August 2020
With patience and pluck

These small scrappy strips of land

Can be a garden

26th August 2020
Standing statue still

On a sill as we roll as

A rock to the sea

25th August 2020