October Haiku

 

Golden leaves drip dew.

Pine needle path leads us to

Fragrant  adventures.

 

Hidden among dry leaves

Empty hulls nestle.  Pecans

Wait to be discovered.

 

Red flags of sumac

Wave against an ocean of

Blue sky.  Clouds race.

 

Burgeoning leaves.

Parti-colored crayon box

Of gold red orange brown.

 

Faded leaves beautiful

In their fallen array.

Ageless pattern a reminder

That beauty is not

Always young.   

Fragrance is not always green

And strong, but delicate

And to be savored slowly.

 

First frost covers the

Grass.  Morning sun

Melts until night comes again.

 

The taste of rain cold

and sweet falls from iron sky.

My lips ask for more.

 

Darkness falls too fast.

Sun fades and disappears

Like summer flowers.

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