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A new day a new haiku
These royal oak trees
Scattered across muddy fields
Autumn’s golden crown
Following dark trees
On an unknowable road
Take another step
Running though the clouds
The hill shrouded in mystery
I go on alone
Gloomy days drip by
Dropping from these drooping eaves
And leaves of slumber
Follow the river
Copy every crook and bend
Flowing together
Would I catch the bird
If I could see through your eyes
Would you set it free
Morning fogs the fields
As the frost melts and dew drops
I keep on running
The last flash of light
Burning brilliantly bright
Smeared across the sky
Three hours to cover
The sandscape with rolling waves
Three hours to wonder
What subtle idols
Hide underneath gnarled tree roots
And turn their leaves gold?
Where the waters meet
The strange ways of human hearts
Everscending thoughts
Catch the last sun drops
Squozen from November skies
Keep them safe and dry
Back into the grey
Searching for your dying ray
Fly another day
Branches intertwine
Last year’s leaves corrode and die
Back to sleepy times
On the dullest days
Just a sliver of sunlight
Is better than none
Heading further south
In search of warmer homelands
Flying side by side
Take a look backwards
As the sun begins to set
Ask how have you grown
Dusky indiglow
Hanging in the twinight air
Silver silhouette
Etched in long black lines
The shape of our fathers’ fields
Below mice burrow
Above winter fields
Spiralling circles billow
Rippling furrows
Follow the bright lights
To the centre of the earth
Where darkest thoughts hide
Craggy dark edges
Cut through the cloudy skyline
Above and below
Gently we collide
Feelings fade into grey haze
As the dust settles
The distant mountains
Still tower above our heads
Yet we forget them
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