Light – Page 55 – Iron Haiku

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

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

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

my temper flares up
in the heat of the moment
yet I’m the one burned
–
desert sun-
my ego buried
in the sand

a glass dragonfly
darts through the air and alights
on my upturned palm
–
low winter sun-
stained glass
painting the wall

ashes in the air
embers of glowing orange
peering through the flames
–
quiet laughter-
coals dying
in the night

the arc of the sky-
uncountable stars over
an ocean of sand
–
a blanket of stars-
hand on the tiller
slave to the wind

jealous of our affections
in full view of everyone
the moon steals the sun
–
midday-
the spotlight
stolen

your small fragile hand
once grasped so tightly in mine
now a hardened fist
–
clear blue sky-
learning to fly
on the way down

low afternoon sun-
the play of shadow and light
against your bare skin
–
under the sheets-
between us
the midnight sun