Assortment of Haiku Attempts

there is nothing here

It is there can you see it

blind to a dark world

the land meets the sea

desolate during the cold months

the summer playgrounds

the darkness strolls in

overpowering the light

leaving trails of night

writers reach in vain

to warm the souls of cold men

creative borders

trees that would grow tall

nurtured by men selfishly

farms for growth that kill

scribe of the ages

carving out thought in the tress

mister woodpecker

sounds trickling in through screens

caressing the sleeping ear

nature’s alarm clock

life’s dictionary

full of live definitions

not defining life

he is a hero

wandering through atmosphere

alone with himself

slipping patiently

sliding quietly through time

man’s master is time

lovely butterfly

remember caterpillar

metamorphosis