Sights – A Haiku Collection

#3

Sleek skies of Heaven

Fill the empty void above us

All blue as always

#6

The mountain goes up

Beyond the mist of the day

No eye can see so

#8

When my fist reaches

The red blood runs under my thumb

And to my own arm

#12

It was a dark time

When the leaves were black with evil

I was so very scared

#22

The springlight of night

Fills my cold, hungry soul with beauty

I smile wearily, extend hands

#31

As the sun dies away

I realize it’s not all trustable

It dies like us, too

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