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A new day a new haiku
When I am this soil
All memory fades into
This moment, this now
From inside this cloud
One step forwards, two steps back
Nothing to forget
Still hangling on to
Something we can’t rely on
Sometimes change can hurt
With the dying leaves
Take me back where I can breathe
Back where I belong
From forest to field
Flora and fauna have fled
Fertile to futile
Stuffed full of stuffed stuff
The stuff you stuff soon stuffs you
I say just stuff stuff
Black crows murmuring
Each furrow holds a story
Who knows the ending?
You are in red leaves
You are in little trees, you
Are in everything
The years fade away
Only memories remain
There’s no going back
So now we’re somehow
Swimming through cyclamen seas
Sublimely saline
Wherever I go
Or when I walk through the past
You are always there
Now I’ve gone to seed
Another invasive weed
Scattered on the breeze
Weeds are just flowers
That are still looking out for
The right place to grow
Floating lost at sea
Though I try to change myself
Some things never change
Deep down in the pit
My yearning churning stomach
I know I’m toxic
Brambles start to rust
And then vanish in a gust
Summer turns to dust
My empty seed head
Dried up beyond usefulness
And falling slowly
Between the raindrops
We wind our wet way upwards
Where will the ends meet?
Roam the countryside
Somewhere my roots can take hold
Where do I belong?
Focus on the good
And the rest will fade away
Time will tell the truth
Flowers always bloom
Even if nobody sees
So don’t hide away
Strains of an old tune
Carry me back through the years
I feel just the same
In the autumn glow
Where the wilder branches grow
Let everything go
As the days fly by
Something is eating at me
Could I be more free?
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