the snow splattered ground.
the murdering of summer.
even crows are mute.
Haikus
bright eyes
the stars are night’s eyes.
they watch, blinking and flinching.
sad eyes shine so bright.
enemy within
everyman fights
with different enemies.
sometimes it’s himself.
journeyman
the lonely morning
where the drudgery begins.
redemption journey.
sunny side is up
the snow is crusty.
but nobody likes the crusts.
not with yellow suns.
far rest
fair maiden looking
through the leaves of ancient books.
no forests for trees.