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A new day a new haiku
Old crow, can you change?
Do all the days feel the same?
Why are you afraid?
Although it feels wrong
We will still sing together
In isolation
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Are you aware wolf?
Beware of what you wear wolf
You wear me down wolf
Through all these changes
Fire, earthquake and hurricane
Some things never change
As winter creeps in
Those who can, flee her clutches
Change comes to the rest
Running everywhere
Take me somewhere, anywhere
Going nowhere fast
Seasons recurring
The world outside keeps turning
My bones keep yearning
Pale mist rising up
My eyelids flutter open
Was it just a dream?
Now I am land locked
Shuttered in and tied up tight
Water is freedom
Though the water’s rough
We don’t need all of this stuff
The sea is enough
Have we stumbled on
A ring of fairy champions
Or a fool’s funnel?
How do such spiky
Sharp spines transform into soft
Silky thistle down
A quiet evening
Watching the world pass us by
Ripples in a pool
As a new leaf turns
My year to obscurity
Together we’ll fade
Stuck in the quagmire
Still slowly sinking ourselves
In our stinking swamp
Can you grasp a day?
Sand slipping though your fingers
A final sunset
Big black clouds brewing
Layers of every shade of sky
Steely storm stewing
In silver shadows
Racing raging rushing waves
Just let yourself go
With patience and pluck
These small scrappy strips of land
Can be a garden
Standing statue still
On a sill as we roll as
A rock to the sea
In the greasy gloom
Tin can rust and plastic bags
We are the virus
Silently he preys
Scouring the secret valley
Suddenly he swoops
Darker depths to sound
Hidden in a weedy shroud
Waiting to be found
Lost in tangled roots
In and out of twisted trunks
Meet me in the maze