Beneath – Page 31 – Iron Haiku

sharing in your pain-
my heart and soul wrapped around
your weary shoulders
–
staring at the floor-
the world rolls past
my window

a cool cloudy night-
the horizon aglow with
fingers of lighting
–
dry lightning-
fire licks the walks
of the arroyo

in a farmer’s wall
amid the moss and loose stones
frogs sing in the night
–
crickets-
rain traces
stone to stone

up above the fray
just outside of the spotlight
he tugs on the strings
–
a rumpled hat-
his marionette dances
for loose change

in the dark shadows
cobwebs cling to memories
of a distant past
–
winter stubble-
remnants of
my father

as the sun rises
I try once more to forget
the sins of my past
–
spring evening-
frogs still
as I walk past

these nameless corpses
stacked upon one another
bear witness to war
–
cobalt sky-
birds nest in
the shattered roof

offer me darkness
and take me to the places
I would never go
–
gnarled trees-
green eyes glow
in the shadows

sawdust on the floor-
the earthy aroma of
horse manure and hay
–
a saddle blanket-
riding bareback
in the tall grass

seagulls hovering
wings outstretched and motionless
faced into the wind
–
sunrise-
beach sand in her
wind blown hair