A Shift

I can see the changes as summer days slip away. It seems that at five thirty in the evening, the light is already changing. I wonder if it’s just overcast skies. But it’s been persistent, so maybe not.

The rustle of leaves up high in tree tops suddenly sound louder. To the left, Canada geese congregate in the open field. The sparrows are outnumbered, so they’ve moved elsewhere. The sweltering heat has moved on.

a shift in time –

under the uproar of the wind in trees

a kinder breeze

Pat R

9/03/20

For Colleen’s Weekly poetry challenge where the choice this week is the Poet’s choice. To read or to participate go here

COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 193, #POET’SCHOICE

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For dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night (OLN). To read and participate go here

OpenLinkNight #273

#Flower of the Day #FOTD

This is a really BIG leaf!! Never notice one this size before around here. I looked around for the tree with no luck. Maybe it’s travelling😊.

For Cee’s flower of the day challenge FOTD

Pat R

11/17/18

Fallen

Anew – Tanka

a single red leaf
in a tumble lands at my
feet – as autumn nears
time to regroup, aim for truths,
clear cobwebs, and start anew

Pat R

9/26/18

For Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday where the prompt is synonyms for Fall & Try I used

Fall – Tumble
Try -Aim

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Red Leaf

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one red leaf
brought by autumn wind
sits alone
at my door others scattered
farther still I pause beguiled

Pat R

10/08/17

Daily Haiku Challenge

For Carpe. Diem. Haiku

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OctPoWriMo

Distilled from the Robert Frost (1874-1963) poem:

OCTOBER

O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
To-morrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call.
To-morrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow,
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know;
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away;
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.

(Source: http://www.poets.org)

An Autumn Leaf

now it reveals its hidden side
and now the other—thus it falls,
an autumn leaf
© Ryokan Taigu

as it falls through the stillness
a final playful tumble

Pat R

5/16/17

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Daily Haiku Challenge