May 2018 – Page 2 – Iron Haiku

a cool ocean breeze
comes onshore and brings the taste
of salt to my lips
–
low tide-
footprints of gulls
in the wet sand

pinpoints of starlight
fall from the firmament and
streak across the sky
–
midnight-
lines of fire
split the sky

my head in your hands
your eyes locked on mine pushing
hard against my lips
–
ripe cherries-
the sweet taste
of your seduction

staring down into
another empty bottle
devoid of answers
–
august sun-
tumbleweeds across
a dry creek

a candle and spoon-
the bare bulb above her head
casts a harsh shadow
–
on the corner-
slowing headlights
catch the rain

dark foreboding clouds
low in the afternoon sky
harbingers of doom
–
soft rain-
broken trees
and power lines

dew covered hillsides-
clouds escape the grass just to
touch the morning sun
–
morning lovers-
sunlight caught
in my coffee cup

canadian geese
on the way to warmer climes-
cloudless autumn sky
–
mottled light-
kits in their den
below the forest floor

that look in your eyes-
it’s an hour before dawn and
we need to leave now
–
exhausted-
more beautiful
than ever

early may morning-
cardinals flit among the
forsythia blooms
–
noonday sun-
ripe strawberries
hiding in the shade