Haiku

Glittering pavements
salt crunches beneath their feet
gingerly they walk.

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Flurry of raindrops
sudden against the window
covers pulled tighter.

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On the highest branch
the last leaf of autumn hangs
still, against the sky.

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A little boat bobs
gently in the harbour
bleached by the sunshine.

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Frost spreads it’s fingers
slides across a window pane
vanishes at warm breath.

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A first drop of rain
darkens the ground and another
a third, a fourth.

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A still night, no wind
snatches of conversation
reach her in the dark.

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Light from the window
hazy through the fog and rain
speaks of warmth waiting.

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The heath, trees twisted
shaped by the relentless wind
steady, eternal

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A beating of wings
the pheasant bursts from the gorse
startled by footsteps