Caring About Our World Reflecting About Life
retro radio
I catch up
with my teen era
:
autumn slush rain
fresh colour on the road
lemon puddles
:
defog on high
no heat on the floor
the wipers squeak
a doleful autumn preview
of winter driving
:
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I wrote the closing tanka in response to Carpe Diem #1543 Rainstorm which challenges us to write haiku or tanka about a rainstorm without referring to it directly.
My father left this world almost 30 years ago.
Strolling an autumn path inhaling its fragrance, hearing its rustle, I remember the hills near my childhood home.
in the Gatineau
time unwinds in autumn winds
hiking with father
~
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For Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, November 7th 2018 the voice of the wind
“Haibun” is a literary form originating in Japan traditionally composed of prose and haiku.
autumn trek
in meadow winds
droning in my ears
.
droning in my ears
entrains all that wanders
in fall’s flurry
.
in fall’s flurry
before the long rest
a clutch of geese
.
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loud bangs
a midnight gale
clearing the deck
:
wind lurks
whistling in the eaves
the world looks unchanged
:
mixed message—
sun illuminating
a wall of dense clouds
:
follow-up frenzy—
roadside rushes gyrate
in late autumn light
:
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autumn afternoon
sun at last below the clouds
wind gusts blew away
:
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Between sunrise and sunset we are down to 10 hours of daylight which will shrink to just under 9 hours by December 21st, the shortest day of the year (in the North).
curtain opens
a frost-white morning
shivering cold
:
from October 30, 2018
:
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fallen leaves
smell of rotting flesh
raked under the pile
:
wrenched from its socket
writhing in winter wind
a broken branch
:
ginkgo arbour
amber eyes tremor
in the shadows
:
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Haikai Challenge #57: Halloween
