Night – Page 45 – Iron Haiku

an icy black rain
the autumn harvest freezes
while still in the field
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a desert night
cold hard water
feeds the fire

living day to day
ignoring where I’ve been and
what the future holds
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frost on the grass
awake in the dark
breathless and immobile

tall iron street lamps
cast their pallid light over
London’s cobblestones
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polished pewter
the lustrous glow
of a veiled moon

reaching through the gloom
seeking the humanity
common to us all
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a red call box
tendrils of fog
climbing the ivy

seeking your guidance
for I cannot find my way
alone through the dark
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an eerie green glow
eyes wide open
in the darkness

alone on the sea
caught in a tempest’s fury
far from her home port
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an unfamiliar bed
the southern cross
in the night sky

the Scottish highlands
a castle ruin, moss, and stone
rising from the moors
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falcons take wing
moonlight ripples
on the loch

a slice of the night
carved out of a starless sky
gleaming, motionless
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chaff in the wind
burnished brass
low on the horizon

ghost of summer’s sun
ring tailed bandits in the night
making such mischief
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october sky
arcturus settles in
to the throne of the king

flashes light the sky
the guttural wind, distant
whither comes the storm
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laid bare
desperately
seeking shelter