still life spice

 

fall smell of wet leaves

~ cinnamon apple slices ~

refreshed after rain

 

still+life

 


Link to Carpe Diem‘s weekend challenge to write to still life image above.

do you know?

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do you know what the earth meditates upon in autumn?

when north wind breathes fresh worship
over cornfield of heavy stalks bowed down
as ripe apples bless orchard with abundance
and tumbleweeds dance across rural road?

when crispy leaves gather in harvest pile
over rich soil fully yielded to waning sun
as pumpkins swell with orange-ribbed grace
and squirrel chatters praise for scattered nuts?

do you know what the earth meditates upon in autumn?

 

 


The beginning (and ending) question is from Pablo Neruda’s El Libro de las Preguntas.

frost poetry season

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The season’s first frost woke me early so playing magnetic poetry online …

seasonal palette

Carpe Diem is on a quest for a masterpiece haiku at the start of autumn…

 

master Artist paints
tips of sumac scarlet red;
hints of autumn change

 

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prairie winds pantoum

 

perpetual prairie wind moans lonely lowing sound

in search of mischief, gust scatters dry leaves along

on midnight prowl, gale must howl like lost hound

across empty fields, wind sings a melancholy song

 

in search of mischief, gust scatters dry leaves along

seeds fly, tree branches sway, wild grasses bend,

across empty fields, wind sings a melancholy song

laundry flaps on lines, blows off, hung up again, again

 

seeds fly, tree branches sway, wild grasses bend,

rusty windmill squeaks, giant wind turbines hum

laundry flaps on lines, blows off, hung up again, again

tumbleweeds twirl, dust devils whirl, grasshoppers strum

 

rusty windmill squeaks, giant wind turbines hum

on midnight prowl, gale must howl like lost hound

tumbleweeds twirl, dust devils whirl, grasshoppers strum

perpetual prairie wind moans lonely lowing sound

 

 


Submitting pantoum poem to dVerse Poets pub with thanks to Gina for explaining this form and Victoria for added encouragement!

 

 

 

final call

“Cricket” is a classical “kigo” (season word) used in haiku…link to CDHK

 

leaves crunch underfoot

last cricket chirps in basement

where is he hiding?

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image – pixabay

 

late bloomers

Join in Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s chrysanthemum prompt.

 

dead leaves fall from trees

cornstalks decay in field as

chrysanthemums bloom!

granddaughters delight in mums

colorful caterpillar  🙂

 

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photo by lynn

 

fallen

A triolet is a French form of 8 lines with ABaAabAB repetition…for dVerse MTB


 

wet scarlet leaves carpet cold ground

embraced with dew and kissed by mist

hidden in fog, pumpkins lie ’round

wet scarlet leaves carpet cold ground

ghost cows graze cornfield, make no sound

where earth meets sky in phantom tryst

wet scarlet leaves carpet cold ground

embraced with dew and kissed by mist

 

 

 

sounds of silver

 

breeze whispers in trees

shaking,  sighing, quivering

summit ash leaves quake

 

listen to metal

red tail fin turns, grey blades spin

garden windmill squeaks

 

hear tinkling music

chimes dangle on staggered strings

dance with spring zephyr

 

Version 2

view from my kitchen window

 

epilogue:

do you hear the wind?

whirring sound but no air moves

fan noise app for sleep

 

 

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

for love of chlorophyll

Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai where kigo (season word) is young maple leaves.

 

 

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photo by lynn

 young maple leaves

ecstasy of summer growth

in dappled sunlight

hearts like leaves

 

five-pointed starlight

night blooming (morning) glory

moon waxes…then wanes

 

moonflower

moonflowers – CDHK

shincha flavors life

 

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s early summer kigo word is shincha, meaning new tea.


 

 

black? chai? or rooibos?

search for favorite cup as

workers pick tea leaves

remember hours of labor

gratitude steeping new brew

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