Apr 2021
Not a haiku
written October 18th, 2020
crisp fall leaves
crunch under foot
moss roses furl open
___
Crisp fall leaves
crunch under my feet
giving their final sacrifice
while moss roses tightly clenched
wait for the sun
to unfurl their beauty for the day
written October 18th, 2020
crisp fall leaves
crunch under foot
moss roses furl open
___
Crisp fall leaves
crunch under my feet
giving their final sacrifice
while moss roses tightly clenched
wait for the sun
to unfurl their beauty for the day
Just playing with words and images from my walk that day. I love to read haiku and would like to try writing some sometime. I tend to go on and on, and like the focus that haiku brings.
