Dawn – Page 19 – Iron Haiku

lighted by the sun
her spectral visage hanging
in the morning sky
–
slanted light-
the virgin sun
greets the moon

leave this all behind
take my hand and run with me
into the new dawn
–
sunrise-
wind blown leaves
cross my path

whole conversations
pass with just a knowing glance
incomplete silence
–
a heartbeat-
one moment
our lifetime

fresh blood on my lips
my kiss, a thief in the night
stealing your warm breath
–
ruby throat, emerald wings-
sliding in and out of
warm honeysuckles

strangers on a bus
the empty seat next to you
very enticing
–
barefoot in the grass-
your hair falling
across my shoulder

gossamer weavings-
drops of early morning dew
snare the rising sun
–
birdsong-
the stillness
of false dawn

tendrils of ground fog
seep down into the lowlands
just before the dawn
–
melting snow-
a silver crescent
in the mist

the scent of your hair
lingering on my pillow
greets me when I wake
–
freshly cut grass-
dandelion seeds
caught in your hair

entwined in the sheets
last night you were in my bed
complicating things
–
a cold rain-
leaving alone
at closing time

a deep mountain pool
overflowing with moonlight
waiting on the rain
–
predawn silence-
dew collects
on fallen leaves