With inspiration comes haiku

Feeling of being

alone in a place lined with

sectioned window panes.

Woman walks across

with a book in her small hands

and sits close to me.

I cannot pretend 

to be alone anymore

my breath isn't free.

She snaps a photo

in the dusk and dying light

could it be of me?

Air is crisp and still

sky is blue like winter ice

earth has brought autumn.

The woman has left

only the birds make light sound

cars rumble away.

I roll in the grass

in my mind's eye, giggling

what would it be like?

I get up and roll

I am cuddled by nature

the grass is so long.

Time to leave this place

I will visit again soon

to lay in calm peace.