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A new day a new haiku
Yellow moon burns bright
Drawing us up from the mud
Unforgettable
Given half a chance
I would always choose to walk
Slow, steady, certain
Sun and moon collide
Every colour in the sky
Lift me way up high
Sinking in dire straits
Broken by sundering seas
Waters cover me
While we push pixels
In a realm above our heads
Many worlds unfold
We align boxes
In orderly rank and file
The dragons fight back
Scatter your ideas
Like leaves into the wild wind
Watch how they decay
On a distant beach
Hauled up the sandy shore
My white driftwood bones
Let the rain drops fall
Let the dark storm clouds thunder
Let the wild wind howl
Stack, rack, pile and pack
Teeter totter tumble down
Winter wood we found
Why can’t we use trees
To transmit our electrons
Instead of pylons
Soaring in dark skies
Murmur as the starling flies
Hear my distant cries
Where does the time go?
Slipping through my sore fingers
It trundles onwards
Can an earwig hear?
How much room do fungi need?
What grows from acorn?
Lazy gulls grazing
Across newly furrowed fields
But where do they roost?
The light has faded
The leaves give up their glory
To find a new life
Grey clouds no longer
As the evening sky gives way
I count every day
We can’t choose our road
But we can always control
The way we walk it
There’s bread in the hedge
Berries burst from the edges
Autumn’s solemn pledge
If I ever thought
I might have found my own way
I am lost again
There’s no direct road
Goals create disappointment
Take the long way home
I don’t know the way
To get where I want to go
I’ll take any road
Or maybe my reach
Will always exceed my grasp
Let me down gently
Down this cul-de-sac
I don’t know the way back home
I follow the crows
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