still in the silence
the shadow of the wind chimes
on the garden wall
smell of burning wood
wisps of smoke above the trees
the sound of an axe
the farmer's gun fills the sky
with a flock of birds
and my dog with fear
into the cavern
following the torchlight beam
a sudden chill
placing her coin
in the slot, the little girl
pats the stone dog
from the summit
the village lost in mist
just the church spire
held up by roadworks
noticing for the first time
the colour of corn
before the roller coaster
has started
the girls are screaming
evening on the loch
my hand joins its reflection
in the cool water
yesterday
admiring a butterfly
today
killing a moth
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ANYONE FOR HAIKU WILL NOW BE UPDATED EVERY THURSDAY
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TAKING THE ONE LESS TRAVELLED BY
begins on Saturday
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