Haiku 12 Poem by Mark Heathcote

The Judean Desert
the oldest seed to germinate
tears of absence


fruitless almond trees
like gorgeous firework display's
moments unfractured


enchanted forests
leanings to a distant past
destiny awaits


a blue jay's plumage
shades of saturated blue
shards of heaven's hue


knowledge wide-ranging
trust a branch of thought - unschooled
capable of flight - you


natural cycles
court new beginnings and ends
chess pieces battling


ecosystems chard
green shoots on standby now to burst
follies and flowers



charcoal smoke - departs
the wind chases circles, Grey
life comes and then goes


articulated
dangling from a wet paintbrush
our words are lilies


a spun spider's web
such lifeless complexity
hiding in one breath


ones deceased ashes
are the weight of a house brick
it's time to rebuild


songs across the ages
our words are spider lilies
petticoat laces