Life – Page 89 – Iron Haiku

rising from a dream
tasting a memory that’s
almost elusive
–
floating-
beholden to the wind
over a rising sun

under thick brambles
a stream runs through an arch
in an old stone wall
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empty talons-
a chipmunk
avoids its fate

little galoshes
stomping in puddles under
pastel umbrellas
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thunderstorm-
rain shedding off
an elephant ear

the smell of sea salt
carried on the inland wind
by dangerous storms
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flying fish-
on the bowsprit
the sea in her hair

summer in decline
the first fragments of autumn
strewn across my lawn
–
open windows-
under my blanket
flannel sheets

standing on the dock
raising high my glass, toasting
the impending storm
–
rusty hinges-
a garden gate
bangs in the night

quietly aging-
under the stairs, a box of
curling photographs
–
wind blown leaves-
walking slowly
hand in hand

exploring the world
starting with the common ground
found beneath my feet
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fading sunlight-
stone steps
along my path

faded love letters
the pages of our marriage
dog-eared and wrinkled
–
mulled cider-
clothes fresh
from the dryer

living day by day
striving to open my mind
and keep my mouth shut
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nests amid the rafters-
prayer bells ring
in the rain