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A new day a new haiku
The wide open sky
Stetches out all around us
Everywhere we go
Winter starts to turn
The first signs of life spring up
From autumn’s debris
How many more years
Will you stand and watch over
This fading landscape
Juvenile Oak trees
Keep their red leaves all winter
It’s called marcescence
Greenish goads grow gold
On our rugged robust rods
Spiny evergreens
Slowly the snow drops
Fluttering flurries unfurl
Seizeing the daylight
Where there is no sound
Beneath the cold leafy ground
That’s where I’ll be found
Now all that remains
Of your hopes and dreams and fears
Are the inward parts
Goning on a walk
Birds glid and glode by the lake
We fellund right in
As the daylight ebbs
And memories fade away
The road never ends
If I ever find
A tree that is big enough
I will live in it
Distant teal tree lines
In the winter our world fades
Smoky bonfires rise
Haunted branches weave
Evil shadows between life
In the wild wild wood
Iridescent skies
Rise up, roll the die, cast and
Drift into dark eyes
Nestled in the warmth
Of the prickly holly copse
Western sun breaks through
There is no undo
There is only what we do
There’s no going back
The last year’s berries
From reflections of the past
Into future seeds
Only in moments
Can we appreciate life
So enjoy the ride
Soar adventurer
At the end of your tether
I won’t reel you in
Through winter branches
Standing weeds and frosty grass
So shines the morning
Towering above
Creeping to the underworld
Fathers forgotten
The gathering gloom
Rolls down the hillside and seeps
Into the wild wood
Whiley whiskers twitch
In the damp dawn woodland air
Tracks left in the mud
Twisted tree trunks turn
Towards the turbulent tide
They twine together