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A new day a new haiku

I am still walking

But do I want to arrive?

Not out of the woods

17th October 2020
While we were rushing

We missed the plot twists and turns

Let’s take the slow ways

16th October 2020
My autumn son shines

Overflows with hope and joy

These days are too short

15th October 2020
By the drainage ditch

We hunt for fry and minnow

Our river has gone

14th October 2020
Do we really learn

Or just change our opinions?

Am I always wrong?

13th October 2020
Why do I look for

External validation

In the wrong places?

12th October 2020
Sun soaked sycamore
Softly sharing secrets seen
Simply standing still

11th October 2020
Mushrooms cast a spell

But the real magic happens

Underneath the ground

10th October 2020
Our wellies slipping

And berries we’ve been licking

Bramblers are tripping

9th October 2020
Here I sought shelter

Blissfully ignorant of

Poison in your wings

8th October 2020
Below the surface

Hidden from these prying eyes

Perennial pride

7th October 2020
But we didn’t know

All of the things that we had

Until they were gone

6th October 2020
Bright leaves caught alight

By autumn’s flickering flames

How quickly they fade

5th October 2020
If we are children

We are only reflections

Of somebody else

4th October 2020
Though the river bends

It wanders and winds and wends

But it never ends

3rd October 2020
A fallen hunter

Silently she spreads her wings

Are you still asleep?

2nd October 2020
Another day gone

Slipping through my fat fingers

Evening sun though leaves

1st October 2020
This flower stands still

Between the hedge and meadow

We hurry between

30th September 2020
A final flourish

Tomorrow winter will wash

Everything away

29th September 2020
If we lived in trees

We wouldn’t cut them all down

Don’t give up, be kind

28th September 2020
We built this tree nest

Using only sticks and string

Total cost, zero

27th September 2020
We could make our homes

In the arms of our brothers’

Leafy canopy

26th September 2020
Those secret creatures

Hidden in the undergrowth

Seen only in death

25th September 2020
From cold talons’ grasp

A breakfast interrupted

The forest floor burns

24th September 2020