wpadmin – Page 57 – Iron Haiku

heavy water jugs-
her small bare feet unwashed and
calloused from the road
–
the rivers edge-
awaiting her turn
in the water

bitter on the tongue-
the hot bilious taste of
someone else’s fear
–
an owl’s cry-
the field mouse
frozen

gentle snow falling
a dog at his owners grave
clawing at the earth
–
winter evening-
your rocking chair
empty

midnight approaches-
carrying the promises
of the coming year
–
again-
the rising sun
greets the new year

a quicksilver moon-
coyotes in the woods call
the gathering dawn
–
winter moon-
afloat on the
midnight surf

the tv on low-
your breathing slows as you fall
asleep on my chest
–
the risen moon-
soft cries heard
as you fight sleep

the year end draws near-
looking back on regrets for
things I didn’t do
–
snowshoes-
stepping out
onto thin ice

a sienna sun
set low in the eastern sky-
the treetops alight
–
red stratus clouds-
remnants of the
evening sun

a gilded mirror-
reflections of other lives
from across the room
–
frosted windows-
fire reflected
in your eyes

heavy pounding rain
outside my window the world-
a monet painting
–
early morning rain-
snare drumming
on the skylights