Water – Page 32 – Iron Haiku

anger in the air
reflections in the window
barely ghosts of us
–
cat tails-
the calm surface
minnows just below

the early morning sun
walks amid the wet grass and
turns the dew to gold
–
twilight-
memories of dreams
most elusive

near enough to see
daylight fading to the point
where the rain begins
–
tending the garden-
raindrops warm
on my neck

the sun reaching down
tenderly kissing the edge
of the atlantic
–
sandpipers-
morning waves
kiss my feet

quarter past midnight-
the breath of the city through
my open window
–
leafless trees-
darkened cars through
the driving rain

alone on the dock-
staring into the remnants
of the setting sun
–
skipping stones-
bats take wing
before the moon

battlements of stone
rough hewn from the living rock
ever standing guard
–
howling wind
seeking refuge behind
these stone walls

high above the clouds
all my worries down below
so far behind me
–
steaming tarmac-
a double rainbow
delays our flight

sailing the narrows
navigating the graveyards
of nameless seamen
–
rising tide-
waves break
on hidden shoals

walking side by side
my constant companion long
before I met you
–
ebb tide-
our footprints
in the sand