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A new day a new haiku
September crackles
Dried and spent and at its end
We prepare for rain
Celestial light
Spattered stars and smear of moon
Do they watch me too
Under the oak tree
A mist of purple heather
Shelter from the storm
Encroaching concrete
Surrounds the last wilderness
Nowhere left to hide
Can you hear the deer?
If you close your eyes and stop
Can you smell heather?
Keep those wheels turning
Keep trying and keep learning
Keep that fire burning
If we all rested
One brother on another
We would stand stronger
Life, light and laughter
Shines out of your little soul
And now you are four
Everything must end
Yet the sun will rise again
Who will greet the east?
Keep it locked inside
Find another place to hide
High tide and dry eyed
Don’t make me face this
Leave me in my chrysalis
I am still half baked
Already autumn
Sets alight summer bracken
In low smoke clouds
There are many ways
To make dreams reality
None of them is chance
A goose head arrow
Sent low through a morning glow
Translucent, I fade
Wander in a daze
Lazily down hazy lanes
Endless coloured ways
Colour drains from leaves
Dripping into the gutter
Winter washed and ret
As two worlds collide
Dredging worries from inside
Let faith defeat fear
A steel sharp incision
Simple tools are power tools
When in the right hands
Crane flies skip across
Glossy surface tension and
Hazy lake mistakes
Bathed in harvest glow
Straw strewn blankets, pillow bales
Sleep under the stars
Sweet giddy scent clouds
Reeling in another plane
Intoxicated
Breathe out, take your time
Let the river wash over
Twisting twining thoughts
Graciously gliding
A clumsy comparison
Limb to bending limb
A solitary crow
Draws my tired eyes up to
Catch the fading sun
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