Haiku
Severnteen syllables is all it takes
aged among trees rain keeps you fresh and youthful i long for the same
amidst empty trees loneliness settles with me winter’s cold embrace
a red shadow falls the thriving society sans humanity
dark green woods ahead cold winds blow while i walk this bridge towards oneness
closed eyes, flinching mind air flows through the silent storm there leave emptiness
dark blue sky, sun hides between sand and sea, i feel little drops of rain
365 days
until I age another
year with my rambles