Fear – Page 7 – Iron Haiku

in the western sky
the sun sets on iron clouds
promising thunder
–
leaves in the wind-
the low rumble
of distant thunder

rustling blankets-
your padding to the bathroom
teases me from sleep
–
the drive home-
fallen leaves
blanket the road

patiently waiting-
at the terminal rain sheets
down tinted windows
–
autumn evening-
once again
I’m alone

alone on the street
with scarcely a backwards glance
from the passers by
–
three threadbare coats-
his breath still clouds
the autumn night

living in this house-
a shrine to your past regrets
and those yet to come
–
low tide-
finding sea glass
and jellyfish

we’re only human
well, some of us anyway
the rest who can say?
–
under the covers
alone with
my mistakes

walking the highway-
seems I lost myself while I
was looking for you
–
sandstorm-
the mirage
an oasis

an open textbook-
daydreams try to tease me through
an open window
–
blank paper-
hammers pounding
from the wall clock

in an old wheelchair
a young girl waits deep inside
the shell of herself
–
first light-
a sliver of dawn
beneath the door

an empty basket-
warm sunlight on this week’s wash
snapping on the line
–
old bones-
family secrets
in the closet