Haiku – Page 5 – Bonnie Saul Wilks

haiku: scatters darkness

there is a candle that searches the deep places scatters the darkness

silent winter night candlelight cheers the heart with that same thrill of hope

hand-hewn cobblestones old-world traditions remain today’s foundations

rubied leaf shivers in the autumn breeze, dressed up for a funeral

nourish grains of truth starve seeds of doubt, reap fields of liberty

skeleton of life brittle shred once pumped green blood into maple sap

proof that God exits– snowflakes, scarlet leaves, sunlight– there is nothing but…

hazy globe of cold liquid silver moon piercing holes in the darkness

sunrise scarlet sky early morning song without words, without music

fall’s burnished luster glows strong against winter’s chill crouching at the door