High Clue Haiku
Summer's heat, clothed red,
Fights with Winter's freezing grip,
Autumn falls again.
Clenched in flowers bloom,
Days grow short, and nights grow gloom,
Contrast attitudes.
Songs of crying Earth,
Littered with pain, under dirt,
Forgotten true worth.
I'm thinking of you,
Not only when skies are blue,
But through ev'ry mood.

© Lunaris