Category: Fall
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Slow Autumn haiku
Autumn’s slow retreat gold leaves aren’t afraid of winter I’m okay with that 11-5-22
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autumn haiku
my Dad’s grey hat waits on a hook behind the door to keep cold at bay 11-14-22
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haiku of an autumn pond
mallards cruise near shore in the reeds two herons court frogs and turtles sleep 12-1-22
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Late Autumn haiku
again and again in preparation for Spring rake last Spring in piles 12-20-22
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September morning
Yapping dogs share neighborhood gossip. I much prefer the gossip of birds. Anole searches fence rail for a bit of sun The forecast is for rain. Overhead a squirrel shakes a leaf into my cup. Heron stalks far side of the shore. Dogs still share their neighbor’s business. Squirrel chases anole from fence. Heron rises…
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Jaundiced leaf
not all leaves are blessed with old age turn red and gold and brown some fall on a warm summer’s day yellowed, alone and exhausted 9-20-23
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Autumn/Fall equinox
Before the world tips over towards the dark I will walk to the pond, recite the name of the Creator on my finger tips, ask for guidance and the humility to accept the answer and listen to the bull frog call out good morning to the sun. I will hope the heron visits before I…
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Autumn
deep in the South leaves do not fear a killing frost they starve and whither from want of light the chill of northern winds I do not miss but Jacob’s many colored coat draped on morning’s shoulders would look nice 10-6-23
My husband's poetry 