NE63 Haiku

Mjolnir strike s the skies Flooding streets, halting progress  Tiredness and rest

Shuffling, heads bowed down Black mirror reflecting back Disconnected world

Mourning sky weeping Lilies, daffodils, tears, joy Rest well, sweet Maureen

Chirping and singing  Warming light casts over us The whistle awaits

Golden hour rays Aromas slowly drift Laughter lifting soul

Confused sky, wet, dry Ground soft underfoot, grass slick journey comes to end

Spring leaves sway gently Rain drops cling to wood and steel Holiday come to end