Autumn [Lyric Poem]

The chill is here.
The sky never
bluer.

The colors turn,
with leaves ever
fewer.

Until a last
hanger-on yields
to a weak breeze.

Sound & Silence [Haiku]

crisp leaves rattle in a gust, 
but a chipmunk climbs in silence.

Mid-Winter [Haiku]

mid-Winter
pretends to be Autumn:
green with leaf linger.

Gray Baby [Kyōka]

an autumn sapling,
red leaves on a stiff twig,
shakes in the breeze;
i can't help but think of it
as a gray-haired baby.

DAILY PHOTO: Granite & Greenery, Uttari Betta

Survivors [Haiku]

with winter at hand,
the last crisp leaves yield
only to stout gales.

Rain Begins [Haiku]

rain patters
onto the leaves overhead:
spring rain is here!

Red [Haiku]

the turning leaves
catch the morning sunlight
to show depths of red.

Lakeside Leaves [Haiku]

lakeside leaves are 
turning and dropping, but
no floaters remain.

Autumn Gold [Haiku]

gold-sash Buddha
sits under Fall colors,
watching leaves drop.