Daily Haiku – Page 132

Winds

At once both fearsome
And calmly reassuring.
Strange duality.

Retreating darkness
Light now slowly reclaiming
Losses of winter.

You rage against me
Simply because I exist.
Windswept barren sand.

Strange torturous song
Delight, anguish born anew
Without it we die.

I desire my life
Overflowing everywhere
Centered upon love

Upon evening’s curves
Attention drifts longingly
Over her dark eyes

Facing outwards now,
Introspection no longer,
Hide no more: Act!

Today’s anger spent
I seek to make things better
Progressing forwards.

Cold wetness seeps in.
Clothing’s heaviness intense.
Seattle’s winter.