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A new day a new haiku
The mystery of dawn
A low haze slowly growing
Is this just a dream?
Picking over bones
Down on the skeleton road
Never going home
This old black machine
Churning out chunks of new junk
Turning day to night
Skim across the lake
Soft sounds ripple all around
Perpetual dawn
Ripples lick and lap
Lines of light lightly lighting
And lift me away
Carry my canoe
Down curly wyrley canal
I paddle, can you?
Scarred sky soaked scarlet
Awakens my aching bones
To keep on going
At the water’s edge
The muted shades of winter
Was it all a dream?
Row, row, row your boat
So merrily down the stream
Life is but a dream
A river of light
Carried slowly to the sea
Watch it slip away
Every step a print
Every stone makes a ripple
Every boat a wake
Floating in a cloud
Meander the days away
In a dusky haze
Gloomy backwaters
Slowly seep and ooze their way
Into the ocean
After everything
Winds that fanned the fiery flames
We are still standing
Lay my demons down
We are patiently waiting
Draw another breath
Follow me down here
Between the weeping birch trees
Slip into the lake
Reckless abandon
Into the sunset she runs
The adventurer
The road ahead looks
The same as the path behind
When you reach the end
You cannot pause life
Or wait for all the answers
There’s no solution
Let me follow you
Around the lake. Help me to see
The world with new eyes
One day all must fall
Released to the stoney ground
Finally we’re free
I won’t hold you back
But I’ll be here. I hope you
Don’t let go of me
We cut, carve and climb
Train and trim: bend, burn and break
What do trees demand?
The days still shorten
In the shrinking horizon
So we must press on