1251
A dream’s memory
Like the last leaf on the oak
Hanging by a thread.
When all else is still
With attention, shapes dance
A fleeting moment.
Haiku Set
1246
The trees’ last leaves
Peace in the sunrise.
A passing breeze
Beautiful surprise.
1240
A fear is an icy grip
One that chills to the bone.
Breaking free is hard
All warmth seems fleeting.
1235
Sometimes fog clears slowly
Calm in the wake.
Within a great mechanisation
Clattering steel marbles
Eventually reflect a blue sky.
1227
Weightless white floating flecks
Sweat rolling down my chest.
A ring of stone, a cone of wood
The only things, understood.
Transformation, freed through flame
Hopefully less, remains the same.