haiku.blog
A new day a new haiku
The sun hanging low
Gives a golden autumn glow
To the grindylow
The blue space between
The clear sky and the water
Where I want to be
Washed out, worn away
All my ideas turn to grey
Returning to clay
Can’t sing like these birds
Don’t shine in the evening sun
Should I drift away?
Leaves in the gutter
Grey water torrents and drains
Washing me away
Autumn in gold leaf
Will I ever shine so bright?
Set my boat alight
Temptingly tasty
Bright and shiny like candy
Deceitful, deadly
Daylight turning grey
Camouflaged in the eyes of
Empty passers-by
A sunny surprise
Warmer autumn days arise
Shining in my eyes
Even in the dark
Life carries on all around
Watch from the sidelines
As we wind our way
Through ever changing seasons
Years are made of days
To be a dumb beast
Strong, powerful and mindless
Let everything go
My fingernails ache
From peeling, prying, prising
To find perished fruit
Close your tired eyes
Curl up in a bed of moss
Sleep until spring
Slip through the hedgerow
Dart in between the rain drops
A silver minnow
Furled fungi unfold
Alchemy simple and old
Turns life into mould
Everything turns grey
All the colour drains away
Falling failing fade
When two worlds collide
Curious questions arise
Seen through different eyes
How do tiny seeds
Make the sunlight taste so sweet?
Simple soil magic
The road to success
Is paved with failure. So is
The road to failure
Under the rafters
Up and up and up we go
Hanging from the eaves
Shade, safety, sanctum
Shelter, shield, security
We all need a roof
Which way should we go?
There are no paths on water
Every way leads home
With each step we get
A bit closer to the end
Enjoy the journey
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