Simon Ashcroft<p>The Old Ways</p><p>Moonlight breaks through cloud,<br>a distant torch, urging me<br>on, past the crossroads.</p><p>© Simon J Ashcroft, 2025</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/haiku" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>haiku</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/senryu" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>senryu</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>poem</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/poetry" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>poetry</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/PoetryCommunity" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>PoetryCommunity</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/Pagan" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Pagan</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.sdf.org/tags/Hekate" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Hekate</span></a></p>