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A new day a new haiku
Swim against the tide
In a sea of confusion
Running to stand still
Still hangling on to
Something we can’t rely on
Sometimes change can hurt
With the dying leaves
Take me back where I can breathe
Back where I belong
You are in red leaves
You are in little trees, you
Are in everything
My empty seed head
Dried up beyond usefulness
And falling slowly
In the autumn glow
Where the wilder branches grow
Let everything go
Without a winter
There would be no autumn leaves
To burn up my heart
Corroded Oak leaves
Rustle in the autumn breeze
Rusted to their trees
Leaves of burnished bronze
Tumble down devil’s dumble
Entwined in fern fronds
Ash and chestnut stripped
And these rusty old oak leaves
Are all that remain
Short little day draws
Lazy curtains hide the flaws
Sudden darkness falls
A mottled feather
I look up as you swoop off
Now we’re barbed and hooked
As green becomes brown
Field mice burrow underground
Autumn’s fallen crown
Under cold hard stones
Crawling through tangled brambles
Clamber our way home
Soft horizon skin
The morning mist retreating
How easy words flow
Autumn fades to grey
We relinquish summer dreams
And then fade away
Maybe I’m a ghost
Moving slowly between these
Silent autumn leaves
Turning leaves cling on
Yet the sun has slipped away
And rain has set in
Round brown found tears
Falling down around my ears
Resound loud and clear
Leaves drop, seed scatters
Fruit falls and begins to rot
I too let it go
Long autumn shadows
Fall between us and the blue
And what’s underneath
Burnished copper crown
You set the skyline alight
Bring me to my knees
Damp, dull, drizzly days,
Dreary, dismal, desolate
Downcast, dingy, drab
Late autumn sunshine
Turns the hedgerow slowly brown
Falling fast and free
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