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A new day a new haiku
Long forgotten clans
Once roamed across these high lands
Now they sink in sand
Eke out an ending
From the last of the long light
Birch bark burning bright
Ever on we roam
With nowhere to call our own
Everywhere is home
From out of the mist
Through golden cracks and fissures
A new day is born
In frost furred heather
All life returns to the ground
Now a blank canvas
Caught in the thicket
Nowhere to run, no way out
I shed my antlers
When two worlds collide
Curious questions arise
Seen through different eyes
Our winter coats fade
Into this gloomy thicket
Until we vanish
A trace in the dirt
Silently stalk our quarry
Through the scrubby heath
Roaming no man’s land
Dribs and drabs and cut off scraps
Enclosed in our homes
If you were trapped in
An all inclusive resort
Would you want to leave?
Deer leap through the fog
And cower in the thicket
Yet captured by words
Run away young stag
Flee from me and all my kind
We were left behind
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