Sunday Morning Haiku Roundup, Number 1

Alone I awake
My mind wanders, you are there
Joy of sweet sadness

Wind, a mournful tune
Just like a roaming minstrel
Silence is darkness

Petals open wide
Nectar flows freely and sweet
Scent of morning dew

Every breath a sigh
From longing held in darkness
Exposed with a touch

Light flickers in trees
Scent of blossoms fill the air
Then diesel and dust

The sun’s journey done
Purple to black, stars twinkle
To light a new day

Staring eyes, looking
Searching for a reflection
Darkness envelopes

Copyright © 2014 Shawn D. Standfast. All rights reserved.


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