1 hour

I walked out the door....and the words kept coming.
This takes a walk from start, to finish.

unattainable
with each step, closer
to the horizon of myself
life is the journey

(hang on, they get better)

warmth
filtered through the clouds
the sun finds my cool shadows
my heart radiates

sunny...again
desert in winter
nature holds no surprises
suspended animation

snagged
with notebook in hand
I take my thoughts for a walk
words caught on the fly

?
how many haiku
can surface in one walk
I am finding out

side-step
writing and walking
do not comfortably mix
dodging a cactus

breeze
pine, smelling like snow
removes me to a forest
no cactus in sight

game
blue skies and warm sun
bring out the smiling golfers
their fountain of youth

close
mountains grow with light
the shadows lock them to earth
I am close to home

invitation?
smells of a hot meal
far better than what I plan
uninvited guest

end
my key in the door
I end my walking haiku
I am warm with words

(Wow, I had no idea I wrote so many. And the walk was only an hour long. Believe me, I do not plan on doing this on a regular basis!)