Above – Page 37 – Iron Haiku

the lust for power
buried in the hearts of men
exhumed far too soon
–
hesitation-
the sharp crack
of thin ice

history lessons-
hard fought wisdom wasted on
those who will not learn
–
melting ice-
unwilling to accept
being this path

low afternoon sun-
the play of shadow and light
against your bare skin
–
under the sheets-
between us
the midnight sun

head back and arms wide
inviting the elements
to do what they will
–
an umbrella-
defenseless in
the light of day

night at terlingua
the glow of the fire beneath
a blanket of stars
–
desert sands-
rising embers
greet the stars

giggling children
burying my feet in warm
caribbean sands
–
shearwaters-
palms fronds
in the breeze

your head on my chest
my face buried in your hair
breathing in your scent
–
the witching hour-
watching your heart
softly beating

dark clouds veil the sun-
abandoned by my shadow
alone once again
–
brooding skies-
the scowl of
thunderclouds

standing by the sink
staring at my soapy hands
my momentum gone
–
blinders on-
running headlong
towards a dead end

coupling freight cars-
clouds of smoke darken the air
throughout the rail yard
–
startled crows-
smoke and coal ash
fill the sky