Forest – Page 10 – Iron Haiku

eyes looking inward
staring into the darkness
barely held at bay
–
cleansing breaths-
the forest
whispers

an empty city-
young maples rises up through
the broken sidewalk
–
an old plow-
reclaimed
by the forest

tufts of rabbit fur
strewn across the forest floor
beneath the owls nest
–
burning sands-
the condor casts
a broad shadow

stallions in the sky
rearing out of boiling clouds
thunder through the night
–
late fall snow-
wild horses fade
into the woods

deep in the shadows
a dark malevolence seeps
from out of the woods
–
wicker basket-
destroying angels
lie in wait

seeking inner peace
yearning to quench the darkness
that burns in my soul
–
wildfires-
a cold late
autumn rain

putting down the phone
the harsh meaning of your words
doesn’t register
–
distant rain-
unexpected
lightning

november evening-
skeletal trees charcoal black
in the fading light
–
graveyard’s edge-
bone fingers
in the mist

tattered autumn lace
drifting in the morning air
lofted by the breeze
–
leaf litter-
tulip poplars
shed their skin

late autumn evenings-
tarnished copper trees framing
skies of polished bronze
–
crisp air-
hunting in
the night sky