Haiku Tuesday [Autumn Breeze Edition]

chill grows the air

blowing over rolling hills

under autumn sky

caught beneath the stare

millions of miles away

reflecting energy

clear the sky may be

but visions past & future

cloud the future’s path

seated, unmoving

recalling those ancient hills

over which he once reigned

propelled by sunset

caught upon old zephyr’s breath

gently swaying pines

beneath the sunset

diving through unseen currents

gold flecked wings of black



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