Fire – Page 16 – Iron Haiku

thin tendrils of smoke
weave the final tapestry
of a dying fire
–
rose petals
still warm from
the evening sun

deck lights turning on
unexpected visitor’s
nose against the glass
–
rising smoke
camp fire
embers

the sky burns crimson
in anticipation of
the ocean’s embrace
–
dawn chorus
an homage to
the rising sun

the round amber moon
slides behind a silver veil
woven in the sky
–
heat lightning
revealing clouds
from within

blazing streaks of fire
tearing through the winter sky
dying as cinders
–
the predawn hours
an intrepid visitor
on my doorstep

searing summer heat
just pushed our relationship
past the tipping point
–
a praying mantis
in search of her
post-coital snack

a bottle of night
lost in the depths of the shelf
mislabeled as ink
–
owl’s wings, silent
across diamond
pierced ebony

spreading alder boughs
provide little respite from
the stifling heat
–
impression
of my sole
in asphalt

fire lights in your eyes
glaring over your shoulder
as you walk away
–
night sidles in
faerie lights
fireflies

joyful innocence
unencumbered by malice
that’s yet to be learned
–
the parched forest glen
desperately awaits
the lightning