Pure Land Haiku

casting off the past -
our vast oak coats
the canal in gold.
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cracking the capstone
of an ancient chamber -
an arching oak.
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its ssshhhing streams -
rendered cloudy by coal
and modern disregard.
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wrinkled Alder leaves -
shying away from the sun
like anxious hearts.
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Woden’s wind
argues with the oaks -
Winter’s standard bearer.
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Heavy rain,
like Frey’s breath -
grey feels fresh.
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waiting forever
for the wild wind to end -
as always.
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like driftwood -
our short time on the shore
a mere rest between
heaving seas.
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the dorset sea
wanders without rest
like Woden on Midgard's roads.
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a cat's intense stare
unaware how far away
her ancestors are.
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in a pub garden
a tug on my untucked shirt
her smile aimed aloft.
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hidden hamlet -
frozen like
my love for you.
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plucky sun -
playing hide-and-seek
with plump clouds.
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soft breeze
pulsing on a bright day -
like a healthy heart.
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stillness -
the morning dew
dries like our tears.
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overgrown grass -
like many a time
my passions.
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abandoned church -
weighed down by
centuries of prayer.
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under grey skies
the Norman church’s grey stone
gnaws at my heart.
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the mountains
never befriend us -
lonely lives.
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Welsh wind -
whispering into my ears
like forlorn thoughts.
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standing stones -
so holy I can hear
the High One’s heart.
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sun soaked May -
passing swiftly
like my best days.
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endless winter -
binding us
like Loki’s lies.
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passing stumps
on the Wrekin’s side -
my heart sighs.
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sitting still -
summer sounds silence
my doubts.
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coasting forlorn
like Frigg in Baldur’s wake -
the Priest’s Way.
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Winter withdraws
under Good Friday’s veil -
like a fading dream.
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leaning ash -
thin but thirsty like
Odin’s wolves.
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cuckoo’s call -
Spring’s spear
pierces souls.
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