A Day of Haste

A haiku-based poem describing a single day.

A morning in dew

An orange sun greeting me

With good intention

Kisses of questions

The birds seem to understand

And so they answer

Walk with shoes of haste

Trees seem to guide my dazed mind

Wish my worries gone

I travel with speed
A grain in a great sandstorm

Rushing to nowhere

Mighty orange sun

I drink the sweat on my lips

A bee greets me

A flower has died

My legs seem to need a nap

My brain is not here

The wind moans lowly

I can hear it calling me

I fly home with haste

Orange sun is cursed

Evil seems to be creeping

A tear has emerged

My mind is hazy

The trees have fallen silent

Tears have company

The sandstorm is still

Home of haste stands before me

Preparing for speed