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A new day a new haiku
Harmless looking leaves
Delicate, fresh and charming
Hide a painful sting
From paths forged by feet
On long forgotten journeys
Narrow winding lanes
Green fields of England
My natural habitat
Alien to some
Put away those toys
And come into the garden
The best place to play
Though sometimes he’s lost
Shrouded in nimbostratus
The sun always sets
How soon we forget
That these swathes of swaying grass
Were once the wild wood
Rubicund folioe
Dandling blithely atop
Golden garnerings
Peeping through the gate
Into a world now long lost
Yet the same colours
Musky thistledown
Tumbles through rusty tangles
To escape Goldfinch
Storm flavoured sunset
Spread thickly on the long grass
I am not enough
My many mistakes
Replayed, repeated, now
Gather dusky dust
Dodging rain showers
Clean t-shirts flap like bunting
Wound around by wild winds
It’s in every day
That ambition is realised
The future is now
Green spines keep safe
Yet inside my prickly shell
Chestnuts become sweet
Weeds will ever grow
Yet gravity always wins
Futile devices
A gentle breeze stirs
The hammock carries me still
Down a leafy stream
Here comes my small boy
Tottering through the long grass
Too soon he will run
I want to stay here
Hidden in the long soft grass
A happy vagrant
Lowly fog rolling
Wet blades sharp in the twilight
Silence reigns supreme
To build and to plant
A world I have created
With my own two hands
What is the hurry?
Stop and enjoy the sunset
There aren’t that many
Warm rain won’t drive us
Away. What if everyone
Is imaginary?
The first old hayrick
To stand here for forty years
A piece of history
You hide and I’ll seek
Deep down in the yellow creek
To the highest peak
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