Sunday Night Haiku
Clouds moving with grace
This moon intensely watches
Song of the cold air
Chaos Tamer
darkness
street lights glimmer
memories whisper
The sky to the west
The rain, yet again, has passed
Crows follow a hawk
within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song
clouds dancing eastwards
souls uncovering new dreams
wind chimes whispering
the evening moving
sunlight crawling down the clouds
a long solstice night
this hard, cold rain
flowers in December
a street light flickers