Evening – Page 23 – Iron Haiku

near enough to see
daylight fading to the point
where the rain begins
–
tending the garden-
raindrops warm
on my neck

in a dusty tin
a collection of the days
that lead me to you
–
withered leaves-
the memories of
an old diary

the full moon unveiled
from behind translucent clouds
poised for summer’s kiss
–
an owl’s call-
the full moon
follows me home

alone on the dock-
staring into the remnants
of the setting sun
–
skipping stones-
bats take wing
before the moon

high above the clouds
all my worries down below
so far behind me
–
steaming tarmac-
a double rainbow
delays our flight

streaks of wispy clouds
paint dry brushed on the canvas
of the evening sky
–
shadows of trees-
crickets by
my open window

eaten alive, wedged
in the belly of the beast
resigned to his fate
–
roaring water-
the spawning grounds
await upstream

acrid smoke rising
the ruins of our marriage
burned and smoldering
–
twilight-
our wedding vows
worn and tarnished

much have I witnessed
during my earthly journey
and I am humbled
–
etched in stone-
recounting our
shared history

the sky badly bruised
sitting beneath the mottled
colors of sundown
–
roiling-
iron clouds
hanging low