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A new day a new haiku
And as last year leaves
Decay to layers of loam
What do we pass on?
As each year passes
Another layer of leaves
Will bury the last
You give me reasons
To keep paddling upstream
Like my fathers did
We cut down forests
Or tangle them up in wire
We call it progress
With each step I sink
Deeper in the murky mire
Lost in a swamp blog
With each step I slide
Every weed I pull divides
Running to stand still
In the morning chill
Fragile flags shiver and shake
Each year they return
Questions surround me
Piling in from every side
And I still don’t know
You have to move fast
If you don’t want to fall through
Skimming the surface
February gripping
Tightly to my frozen toes
I can’t shake it off
Soft snowy imprints
Lead me to the sycamore
Secret squirrel nest
Meltwater rising
Grey gull frozen to the buoy
Glaring, piercing stare
Swinging opinions
Left hanging in the balance
I think I’ll stay here
Between brume brambles
Before buds begin blooming
Breathing bleak beauty
Flawed comparisons
Be the best you you can be
Summer is coming
As the old mines collapsed
The canals that served them sunk
In grim irony
Do I step forward
Into the darkest abyss?
Teeter on the brink
When the future is
Uncharted, hazy and dark
I turn to the past
We fall for winter
And spring to life in summer
Yet ever present
It may suggest that
Nature will win in the end
But this tree was dead
Is it better to
Hope and be disappointed
Or doubt and be wrong
Through wind, rain and snow
In the frozen wilderness
How does life survive?
There’s no better way
Than to hide away and play
On a rainy day
From snow fall rises
New life, hardy and fearless
Could I be so brave?