October:
birch leaves flutter down,
gold coins from the sky.
With pink cheeks
and red nose,
I comb earth’s grassy mane
Maples sway,
dangling rubies
in the sun.
Golden flakes fall
like oak crisps:
our daughter’s hazel eyes.
A rush,
and then,
a rain of dry leaves.
An oak leaf
twirls through
sapphire sky.
Late afternoon:
cool wine, a
strong slant of light.
End over end,
a toasted leaf
tumbles.
Prongs scrape,
scour,
scratch the earth’s back.
Crisp breath
and crunching feet,
I rake piles.
This is a revision of “Haiku from the leaf pile” (originally published October 23, 2012) in homage to my favorite haiku poet, Basho. Since many of you were probably raking this weekend, I thought you might enjoy this updated version, now with photographs.
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Andrea, amazingly beautiful. You are so gifted. I hope you don’t mind that I linked your blog on my wee blog as one of my three favorite bloggers.
Favorite stanza: “with pink cheeks and red nose, I comb earth’s grassy mane.”
Grace to you, Cindy
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Thank you, Cindy. I am honored.
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I ‘liked’ it, but really there should be an option to ‘loved’ it.
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You rock, Judy.
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http://bulgingbuttons.wordpress.com/2013/10/14/daily-prompt-imitationflattery-homage-to-dr-suess/
Really lovely poetry.
BB
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Andrea, Janet clued us in to your blog. Very impressed. Read “Pies” to Carol. Brought tears. We’ll have to talk more about writing at next family gathering. Finished my novel this summer. Now in the hunt for a publisher and/or agent.
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Yes! We’ll talk over pie 😀 Now we just have to plan a gathering…
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I think haiku is the ultimate art. Thanks for sharing yours!
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L’ha ribloggato su mazzellaerasmo16e ha commentato:
LA NATURA IN TUTTE LE SUE FORME E COLORI .
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