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A new day a new haiku
Caught in the thicket
Nowhere to run, no way out
I shed my antlers
Across these harsh slopes
Beaten and battered by gales
Hunched, we hunker down
Shelter in the lee
Let the winds howl behind me
Hiding in the trees
Mellow moon, pull us
A fellow light in darkness
Yellow sun, lift us
Under snowy sheets
Tucked up tight ’til tomorrow
We stay warm inside
Though we are sinking
Deeper in the boggy ground
We must not look down
Beneath black mountains
Badgers burrow and beset
The fields with fresh soil
Smouldering away
Turning to brittle charcoal
Hope another day
Day breaks silent ice
Grey lake melting violet twice
Making a lattice
Longer lines lay low
Dew drops down where branches froze
Yet I am still here
Black mountain buzzard
Circles and swoops in the snow
Rabbits hide below
Should I take my time?
My past outgrows my future
Should I look behind?
Keep chipping away
At that great looming mountain
Time turns stone to dust
Soaring golden leaves
Falling from the olden trees
Calling the cold breeze
Dead grasses mellow
I slip and slide through mud flats
Sink into the mist
Kestrel horizon
Bleak shadows, empty inside
I am not enough
Dry ice and low sun
Stir these swirling leaves to make
The perfect autumn
Broad marshland mud flats
Break up the wild wasted space
Between motorways
Through the still clear air
Fluttering down to the ground
Leaves and Lapwings
I lost myself there
Locked between distant mountains
In another world
Sharp rocky fragments
Mounting up into the cairn
A fork in the road
If I recycle
Old ideas into new ones
Do they shine or rust?
Curled leaves turn over
Returning to solid ground
Yet these hills remain
Every door is closed
And each road is a dead end
I burnt my bridges
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