Life – Page 97 – Iron Haiku

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

split in two at birth-
all these years spent searching for
that which makes me whole
–
wild horses-
where the river
meets the sea

your head on my chest
the sudden twitch of your leg
as you fall asleep
–
contemplation-
the sounds
of soft breathing

an aging oak tree-
all our sins laid bare beneath
the outstretched branches
–
a shoe in the grass-
the tire swing
motionless

the smile on your lips
reaches deep into your eyes
and into my heart
–
darkness-
reaching out
for your hand

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

picking at breakfast
sitting across the table
from the ghost of you
–
wilted flowers-
your whisper
in my ear

the day’s work is done
a blanket of fog settles
over bleaching bones
–
curling water-
the soft rattle
of empty shells

ebony leaves strewn
across an indigo sky
fading out to black
–
moonless-
the warm glow
of a distant fire

flurries of spring snow-
aspen seeds riding the wind
drifting in the sun
–
iron anvils-
the thickening
of august