Sadness – Page 52 – Iron Haiku

running on instinct
pure adrenaline, and a
case of diet coke
–
pewter moonlight
silver fish turn
in pools of mist

a symbol of strength
welcoming travelers that
seek her destruction
–
in the forest
of fallen oaks
a sapling grows

light plays on the walls
alternating blue and red
the sirens, silent
–
puddles in the street
turning to steam
in the sun

across the table
the chasm between us grows
wider day by day
–
a sudden stampede
of white horses
August rains

stilling the waters
the taste of salt on my lips
from kissing your tears
–
the loon’s cry
rising sun over
a winter lake

searing summer heat
just pushed our relationship
past the tipping point
–
a praying mantis
in search of her
post-coital snack

as I drive away
another grain of sand falls
in my life’s hourglass
–
walking the shore
the sand moves
beneath our feet

feeling the glass give
reaching in through the mirror
to pull myself out
–
glassy water
ripples spread
across the surface

fire lights in your eyes
glaring over your shoulder
as you walk away
–
night sidles in
faerie lights
fireflies

joyful innocence
unencumbered by malice
that’s yet to be learned
–
the parched forest glen
desperately awaits
the lightning