Love – Page 7 – Iron Haiku

sitting at the bar-
beautiful and dangerous
death in a red dress
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mangrove trees-
crocodiles
come and go

crimson rose petals
clinging to a withered stem
slowly turning brown
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tea rose petals –
the crystal bowl
overflowing

shredded paper towels
last night’s garbage strewn about-
I know you’re to blame
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morning sun –
in the doorway
indecisive

shadows of the moon
climbing down from the treetops
to hide from the sun
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lakeside dawn-
eider ducks
begin to stir

sitting on the train
I look across the aisle and
see you as you were
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hot city streets-
a stranger wears
my memories

a smiling buddha
round belly worn smooth by
hands of thousands
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pagoda doors-
stone steps cut
in the hillside

in a copper bowl
beneath a blooming dogwood
a robin splashes
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sudden showers-
a crow flies
through the rain

dark attic corners
within an old cardboard box
dusty memories
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summer boardwalk-
sepia toned
memories

well gone past midnight
swimming in the rain, lightning
off in the distance
–
scattered clothes-
midnight at the
swimming hole

oars carve the water-
echoes of my lover’s voice
from the other shore
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pale skin freckled-
fingers threading
through the water