Category: Fall
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impressionist haiku
Monet kind of day autumn trees hang upside down leaves drifting in sky 11-7-21
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Descent to night
after last night’s rain you pick pine needles and leaves from the chair in your yard lay books, paper and pen on table long autumn shadows shorten quicker your cup of tea appears to remain full longer Fall’s debris fills the other chair no one is expected soon and you see no reason to prepare…
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haikus of autumn
before dawn shatters its lamp on the edge of the sky grey night shimmers blue sit in the half-light listen to leaves rattle death as they leap in air wheezing school bus and noisy garbage truck disturbs quiet solitude lined up side-by-side children and olive trash cans wait to be emptied dry cellulose leaves gathered…
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Autumn day
surrounded by journals, papers and books chill winter stalks the park blue jays squabble in a tree squirrels play tag on split rail fence all these words will not stop the world from tipping away from light but still you read and still you write awaiting the sun’s return before it has left 10-22-21
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how about you?
sharp Fall mornings cut through summer clothes how about you? I await the sun and lingering summer how about you? COVID isolates this extrovert twists my brain in knots how about you? vicissitudes of aging don’t mesh with young desires how about you? 10-20-21
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Fall festival
day leans away from light mushrooms brown to rot gather high the firewood winter waits for solstice moon moss lies green upon the hill I think I’ll rake some leaves 10-12-21
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early autumn haiku
reluctant summer resists the famine of light winter’s promised night 10-4-21
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pressed cider
Mom had a friend from church who had a friend who had a cousin who sold fresh pressed cider in gallon jars at the end of his lane along the river road; she would buy a jug or two for cold evenings for a hot drink while watching Lawrence Welk. One weekend, she sent me…
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