Misty Autumn Skies

Misty autumn skies
Leaves rustle with gusting winds
Purple, red and gold
Coolness lingers through the day
Smell of decay in the air

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Autumn Mist

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Haiku Roundup Number 6

Finding the right words
It’s never an easy thing
Lost in your rhythm

Wild and friendly
Hidden garden of delights
Desires run free

Sun shines, clear blue sky
Bird shadows dart across grass
A feral cat waits

Lost in memory
Eyes that sparkle with laughter
Morning sun wakes me

The evening is calm
Wandering thoughts return home
Footsteps echoing

Words tell your story
Silence read in every page
Feelings unwritten

I hear soft music
A melody that lingers
The taste of your lips

Stillness at weeks end
Coolness ushers in the night
Waiting for the dawn

On gossamer wings
Fragile beauty displayed
Nature’s poetry

Life captured in stone
Silent wings flutter no more
Time’s shadow revealed

Stirring in the breeze
Rustling leaves murmur softly
Recalling silence

The sound of shadows
In my head as they pass by
Light will bring silence

Solstice plus one day
A bright long sun shiny day
Soon dark of winter

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Haiku Roundup Number 4

 

Cars rush by outside
A pint in hand, oak beams glow
The past is so near

Thoughts begin to flow
Shaken from uncertainty
Whispered touch of lips

Push play, music starts
Echo emotions within
Time is Motionless

Angry voices raised
Words said before thoughts appear
Echoes of the past

Thoughts wander in fright
Shadows move into the light
Darkness captures all

Decisions are made
Without thought or care for you
Light flickers and dims

Twilight closing in
June is here, summer is here
Where are the long nights?

Echoes in my mind
Mending broken memories
Pain and joy unite

Wind rustles the leaves
Creaking limbs moan in protest
Saw and axe solves all

Outside all is still
In my head dark clouds converge
Could it be a dream?

Awake in the night
Searching for thoughts that comfort
Dreams will never rest

The dust devils dance
Grey rock bakes in noonday sun
Look on in wonder

Footsteps on the stairs
Sound echoes through empty halls
Thunder of silence

The curve of your neck
The gentle tone of your voice
Haunts me forever

Night has awoken
Darkness is still and silent
The howling wolf knows

Thoughts turn to 6 June
Echoes of the day remain
Their currents run deep

Noonday sun shines bright
Shadows short, yearning to stretch
To disappear in the night

Tears of joy run free
The light of dreams in your eyes
Hope, like rain cleanses

Light through frosted glass
Truth blurred, leaving doubt behind
Open and be free

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