Life – Page 4 – Iron Haiku

the screen door askew-
on the dead oak a tire swing
full of autumn leaves
–
a rusted bike-
through the spokes
foxtails grow

the sins of the past-
mixed with the cooling ashes
from the evening fire
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dragonflies-
old misdeeds cast
upon the water

a worn dinette set-
memories of old comforts
in the falling rain
–
water crackers-
a chipped tea cup
rimmed in red

the garden abed-
ivory morning glories
closed against the night
–
morning dew-
a honeybee drinks
from a lambs ear

unexpected snow-
an onshore breeze silently
stirs the bulrushes
–
ebb tide-
snow falls gently
on the salt marsh

bright mid-winter stars-
your alabaster shoulders
dressed by the ghost moon
–
rumpled sheets-
asleep intertwined
blanketed by the moon

the senbazuru-
origami alchemy
brings my cranes to life
–
parchment skin –
rice paper slowly
creased and folded

february wind-
red cheeks burning from a cold
slap across the face
–
digging out-
melting snow
mingles with sweat

horizontal snow-
sparrows visit my feeder
heedless of the storm
–
rime crusted wings-
a short respite
on my lilac

dry and brittle leaves-
remnants of an early fall
captive in the snow
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crisp white linens-
leaves tumble
in the wind