Death – Page 39 – Iron Haiku

Restless

wandering this earth
unseen, tired, yearning to be
finally at peace
–
midnight rain
gnarled branches
scrape my window

standing in judgement
my perceived righteousness trumps
your humanity
–
seething
holding back
the avalanche

dry mouthed and sweaty
frozen in front of a crowd
my practiced speech, gone
–
black water
at the precipice
of hesitationD

wrapped in a blanket
of condolence and comfort
still mired in grief
–
shooting stars
crossing skyward
on golden wings

searching for respite
from the stalkers in the night
attacking my toes
–
morning dew
gossamer threads
catch the sunrise

box turtles basking
motionless, gently drifting
on a floating log
–
acorns falling
a silver flash
ripples the water

clinging to the flames
my mortal sins escape me
carried by the wind
–
absolution
casting bread
upon the water

small talk in their booth
a dinner plate shatters and
she’s back in Iraq
–
turning winds
a yearling doe
prepares to bolt

aloft and adrift
floating ever so gently
just out of my grasp
–
innocence
tethered
by a string

ripped from a deep sleep
waking up in tattered clothes
not sure where I am
–
full moon rising
my true form
no longer hidden