The spaces between
The summer and winter rings
Tell a different tale
A new day a new haiku
The spaces between
The summer and winter rings
Tell a different tale
A smokey blue haze
Turning thick tree trunks to teal
Another ring forms
Deep in dreary fog
Running to flickering lights
Did I lose my way?
Cold toes frozen nose
Curled up under thick blankets
These are brighter days
Oil swirls in the ice
Like liquid lava layers
Frozen in clear glass
A churning stomach
Distant voices calling me
While I pay my dues
Upon the dark peaks
Fields of burning sunshine play
And I am grateful
Dark suspended clouds
Hang over these final chords
Before the sea change
Another pink heart
Slowly filling up with clouds
Until the clock stops
Like a wild dog
I drove you away again
Just let me hold you
A moth to a flame
My wings keep on getting burnt
Now I am grounded
The wind and the sea
Two old friends sing together
A murmuration
From swaying treetops
Watching the sun falling down
Into orange waves
Fading dusty light
With no contrast or shadow
Gloomy twilight. Dusk.
Sink in the mire
You slippery slip shod feet
I will not need you
Feelings we borrowed
Taken from parallel keys
A minor set back
Tiny grains of sand
Dripping between glass vials
Time forever runs
No smoke without fire
So where would be the mountain
Without any edge?
Never ending rain
Falling over everything
This beautiful rain
The joy of clean rain
The hope of a brand new day
The warmth of sunrise
And the rain came down
Washing away summer dust
Time for a fresh start
I take it all back
They don’t love you like I do
Only this. I’m done.
Back on the back seat
Like we are sixteen again
Pouring out hearts out
You’ll hardly notice
And you’ll do fine without me
Such self deception