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A new day a new haiku
Early morning sun
Rises from behind the trees
The storm is over
A sliver of sea
Silver lands nearer by half
So close yet so far
Stripy dumbledores
Buzzing bee merry and bright
Chin up now sunshine
The fine salty spray
I wait here while you slumber
Between cloud and sea
How you ground me down
Wound around your little crown
Pound into powder
Run away young stag
Flee from me and all my kind
We were left behind
Stinging eyes of blue
Carried on rising black plumes
An internal bruise
A silent sentry
Eyes scan the brambly hedge
Take cover small mice
Prickly teasels
Clinging to our ankles like
Stickly limpets
A lofty green tree
Growing wild and running free
A quick fickle stream
Bleary eyes smeared with
Mascara line tears, black swan
Another year gone
A few ragged fields
All that remains of the past
There’s no going back
The wise owl awakes
Silently she leaves her roost
Another day fades
Gloomy moody mist
Bearing down in soft ash clouds
As away we drift
From this chalky peak
The weald is still tucked up tight
A misty blanket
Balance on bridges
Above the marshy swamp
What fear lurks beneath?
This simple small home
Keeps us warm, dry and peaceful
This home is our home
Up on gallows hill
Misty barrows stand here still
Arrows will still kill
Islands in the sky
Reflecting another world
Dark waters run deep
All those years gone by
Hidden in layers of silt
Bury me again
Sand flats at low tide
Murky mucky mushy mud
Teams with sneaky crabs
The same orange sun
Has set these same clouds on fire
Ageless cave paintings
On the dry hard earth
We stretch out our home again
A fresh new canvas
Between blue and black
Airplane lights shine and divide
My heart from my soul