Thursday, October 1, 2020

Autumnal Colors - Haiku

 

L'automne est un deuxième printemps
chaque feuille est une fleur.
Albert Camus


Violence of fall
Wind erasing traces
But still in love

Flight into violet, blue, dark grey
Vol de nuit
Leaving with the wild geese

To embrace a tree
And feel its heart beating
Slowly, eternally

Silent moon
Wuthering heights
Kissing in the foggy heath

A dead letter
Comes to life again
Resounding in memories

Words grow longer
After summer solstice
Smoke from the chimneys

Stars wait patiently
Behind clouds to part
Crickets aren’t, chirping

Crystal silence
Hidden moon
Then crickets

Raw bricks and cow dung
To be burnt during winter
Yaks ruminating

Just after the rain
Black forest as taciturn
As the crickets


Still don't know
How to
Recognize a haiku




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