Summer – Page 29 – Iron Haiku

your head on my chest
my face buried in your hair
breathing in your scent
–
the witching hour-
watching your heart
softly beating

the face of the moon
in the company of stars
greets me as I wake
–
dream weaving-
pale ghosts of trees
in the moonlight

my bed calls to me
impossible to ignore
but yet I still try
–
waxing moon-
gliding down
on silent wings

candle lit windows
on the way to Rodanthe
fending off the night
–
the fire’s glow-
darkness
at my back

dark clouds veil the sun-
abandoned by my shadow
alone once again
–
brooding skies-
the scowl of
thunderclouds

standing by the sink
staring at my soapy hands
my momentum gone
–
blinders on-
running headlong
towards a dead end

intently watching
as the castle in the sky
slowly drifts apart
–
drifting snow-
together leading
separate lives

I break a bit more
every time I remember
you’re not coming home
–
overcast skies-
again the postman
skips my house

a saddle blanket-
the only thing found between
my jeans and my horse
–
horseshoes-
the coal forge
cherry red

coupling freight cars-
clouds of smoke darken the air
throughout the rail yard
–
startled crows-
smoke and coal ash
fill the sky