In waiting for a new apartment I wrote a few pensive poems noticing the tree leaves growing darker in preparation for the autumn display. I found a new apartment and job so things are going quite well indeed.
black rusting coal train
old grain seed farmer sows out
between tracks grass grows
sweater warm thick socks
green leaves shiver convoy of clouds
evening beef broth tea on
"Hot day yesterday"
sun droops between clouds
lime to em'rald trees
rain on dark green trees
lines on faded jeans
mid-July hints at fall colours
It seems I'm quite fascinated by the idea of a stopped lead heavy steam engine and its contrast with the slow growing gentleness of nature; an idea I will explore further with regards to Steampunk style.
I plan on incorporating food into my haiku more as well.
