haiku
Sunday coffee
regional black ice
predicted
(AW, Nov 2025)
in completely
bare shrubs
these extremely busy birds
sipping coffee
the hoarfrost pattern
on roof tiles
this grey sky
presses on the trees
poem
swirling leaves
egomaniacs
are constantly
changing topics
on the internet
and they do this
with intention
they are the wind
they decide
the direction
you are a leave
Sunday in autumn
the grey clouds sit
where they sit
bold statements
by politicians
the word future
is used too often
and they lie of course
a walk over
autumn leaves
soon blown away
the belief in buds
almost madness
but we are trained
to see signs of
beginnings
even small ones