Time – Page 81 – Iron Haiku

wandering the earth
easing pain and suffering
collecting last breaths
–
a copse of trees-
bones
amid the litter

shellshocked and bleeding-
wandering the husk of a
demolished building
–
floating ash-
Nothing left but
deafening silence

scrub trees, weeds and vines
she reasserts her claim on
the urban landscape
–
pottery shards-
new growth rooted
in broken asphalt

time draws to a close-
I hold his hand, helping him
walk across this bridge
–
a pale horse-
the onus
of these souls

a prairie sunrise-
rails rolling past my window
into the distance
–
crickets-
the silence of
a passing train

always by my side
the mother of my children
the love of my life
–
woven grass-
the sparrow
steadfast

standing on the bridge
cold wind blowing through his coat
patiently waiting
–
a lover’s kiss-
the river opens
to greet the sea

along the roadside-
once a stately facade, now
a pile of old stones
–
gentle rain-
crows perch upon
a weathered grave

at the water’s edge
cattails and reeds bend leeward
softening the shore
–
the great salt marsh-
a blue heron wading
intently focused

take my outstretched hand
and let us walk together
across this threshold
–
distant mountain peaks-
over the dewey grass
the rising sun