n/t

I have been to a new place this night
Where sticks crackle and cars rumble
And crows cry out against the wind

I have seen deer with tails erect
And confronted their fear in my eyes
Confronting my fear in theirs

I have begged forgiveness for their disturbance
And raised my arms to the forest for mercy
With only a goose call in return

I have been besides waters still and violent
As I drifted possessed in the morning light
To the peaceful oblivion and artificial wind

Please tell me you wrote that

I did, years ago.

I haven't had one of those long, nights to be alone in awhile. I think it's about time for a few more of those.

Those aren't haikus.

Good eye.

Poetic jaunts on webboards are completely inappropriate,
Especially on Trash Talk where the words collide with destiny.

I've been working on a poem about the first cave man to look up at the stars and wonder about them, but I'm having trouble with the mid-part.