My Home Is My Haven Haiku Poem by Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black

The log cabin in

the hinterland's golden trees

hunter's paradise


Fishing on the lake

dragonflies mosquitoes bite

giant catfish jump


A place to think, dwell

upon life's reflections in

a wooden cabin


Waldon's pond I think

there should be more quiet places

for hibernation


Among golden leaves

and marshland pines a legend

haunts: Jersey Devil


Nestled among trees

ripe with fruit and golden boughs

my abode-heaven


Little forest hut

just right for austere pleasures

solitude...myself


Lakeside view palace

gazebo for parties and

old trees to swing on


A tent in the wind

lifted, traveled, unanchored

nomadic feet dance


Ancient ruins from past

civilizations recalls

lives wind blown away


I'm homeward bound to

the hills of my ancestors'

nestled mountain town


No matter where I

roam home is in my heart loved

by me forever


No matter where I

dwell home sweet home is in me

until my soul leaves