Thursday, October 13, 2016

Haiku into early Autumn




Cold morning
Wind is gathering some leaves
Where are the birds?




White cranes are leaving
Soon the sky looks lonelier
Other white to come

Pines are talking still
The moon's arriving quite late
Piece of eternity

Indian summer
Coloured leaves and gentle sun
Some wear boots, though




Into the headlights
Poplars are shedding
Golden sparks

White cranes are leaving
Soon the sky looks lonelier
Other white to come

Why should it rain
Multicoloured leaves
Cricket keeps asking

In the mountains
Already fog and snow
Few withered grass stalks



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