Muddy iris dark
With glazed vacant stares reflect
Doting joyful eyes
A new day a new haiku
Muddy iris dark
With glazed vacant stares reflect
Doting joyful eyes
On smooth white pebbles
In shades of mermaid and sea
We paint our story
Golden clouds glitter
On a smooth silver surface
Hearts burnished with bronze
Pacing wooden boards
Until the grey light of dawn
Ends the hope of sleep
Clattering starlings
The black waves form, flock and flow
In murmuration
After the winter
Sap rising up from the frost
A shiny new birch
The last of the sun
Shines against an old brick wall
A moment of peace
Cross the misty fells
On a hot air balloon ride
Into the mountains
Some things you can change
And then for everything else
There is acceptance
Pale soft chestnut shells
Left broken, crushed and empty
Autumn is giving
Without a cohort
True freedom is loneliness
We are bound by love
Today is the last
There is no other like it
Don’t wish it away
A bleak horizon
The beauty of emptiness
Decisions are loss
In the far away
Distances growing longer
A vanishing point
On the still surface
In the cloudy reflection
Another day dies
A harvest morning
We’re gleaning and gathering
The baskets are full
From the cold darkness
A meteorite shower
One last flash of light
Under deep waters
Still here waiting for something
Not running away
Single silver eye
Performing her monthly wink
Are we lunatics?
And now summer ends
Washed away by Autumn rain
Back to school again
A white forest mist
Let’s go back to the river
A tranquil escape
Dusty woodland paths
Venturing into unknown
An invitation
Snaking between cliffs
This winding gorge ever swims
With tadpoles and ducks
In these ancient caves
Animal bones and flint tools
We are ancestors