haiku.blog
A new day a new haiku
Heading off downwind
Ride on the wings of a gale
Lean into the light
Am I a diode
Resisting the easy way
Or transforming days?
If my days were short
Like the bending daffodil
Would I still waste them?
We are only clouds
Ever changing in the wind
Vanishing vapour
Though the years have flown
Slowly things take form and grow
The road is unknown
Seedtime rolls around
Sunlight is warm and hopeful
Maybe this year
Though the camera lies
I see clearer through its eyes
This is my disguise
Bracing breezes bite
Bend and break brown brash bundles
Below bees burrow
Success and failure
It’s a fine line that divides
Once breached, soon righted
Softly the rain falls
The flood washes me away
Mist gently swallows
Sinking in quick sand
Nowhere firm for me to stand
I don’t want a hand
Carry me away
On an airy breath of wind
Bury me in sand
In arrow straight roads
And these jewelled copper game birds
The Romans live on
Though I try my best
I still take for granted these
Happy golden years
Drops of springtime sun
Dancing in your twisted limbs
I too wish to be
Look up to the sky
Stretching into the distance
Open up your mind
For the blackthorn buds
To banish ghosts and goblins
With me shillelagh
Shy crooks and nannies
Hide in sly nooks and crannies
While canny rooks spy
I’m stuck in a loop
Feeling sore, ceiling to floor
I’m luck in a stoop
Creeping underneath
The shiny sea of snow drops
Daring seedlings spring
Time stops for no man
He rolls ever into night
So just be present
An ember of moon
Lances the gathering clouds
And burns through branches
Carved in graffiti
Under the peeling spray paint
Did I see my name?
It’s been a long time
Since I last hung up my scythe
Riding out the storm
haiku.blog 