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A new day a new haiku
Over the next hill
Is a better brighter day
Always out of reach
Through these long evenings
Skies fade wysteria grey
Takes my breath away
May your days be full
Of sunshine and happiness
The merriest month
Where do the days go?
Sand slips between my fingers
Where did I go wrong?
Summer opens up
Slowly fern leaves unravel
And stretches daylight
Hiding in the dark
In dank decaying leaf mould
Doubts and fears reside
Steel slides through wet grass
With a sharp biting swish
An extinct insect
Don’t let the thought of
The sunsets you miss, stop you
Enjoying the rest
Another black cloud
Casts shade on the moody sky
When will the wind change?
Gold flows through birch leaves
And lights the gilded evening
Memories remain
I can do nothing
That’s anywhere even close
To this long evening
The sun pulls me out
Into the silent spaces
Between sea and clouds
Why does one wobble
Throw the entire day off course?
Get back on the horse!
Scarce and fragile days
In this singular present
So drink them all in
Don’t over think it
Don’t compare, don’t analyse
Just be your best self
Now I am floating
Pondering puzzle pieces
Stumble on answers
Shadows make patterns
Follow them at every turn
We rest on ourselves
Glowing in low sun
We reach but we can’t touch it
Bathed in golden warmth
Seeds become barley
Barley will become straw bales
Bales become buildings
The pendulum swings
Every growing thing explodes
We race summerwards
If we simply move
Then even rusty decay
Dances in the light
Hiding in my hole
Waiting my wings to grow
I will fly away
Through sunshine and gale
In the beating wind and rain
Our hearts are set firm
When the waters rose
I swam against the current
Now I’m high and dry
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