This week I turned my attention to natural phenomenon. I made some seasonal adjustments to suit the weather in my immediate world. I set aside my global concerns for a moment and lavished my attention on autumn's glorious gifts.
I returned to a small, leather bound notebook where I gather short form poetry -mainly haiku, tricube and tanka. I wrote in my special notebook across the week inspired by natural phenomena like weather events, seasonal changes and observations related to these mellow days.
This haiku harvesting remains contemplative, calming and reflective. It represents a form of limbering up for further writing across my day. Gymnastics for the mind. Here is a sample of my autumnal harvest.
Autmn Haiku
Autumn sings to me
Like no other season can
Nature’s song, sung sweet.
The leaves change colour
Their variegations dazzling
Across mellow months.
Crisp mornings abound
They usher afternoons lush
With gentle sunlight.
The winds that reach me
Have travelled far to be here
They will sing their song.
The sun is softer
In this perfected season
The fire is waning.
It is yet again, Poetry Friday and our host on this occasion is Jone Rush- MacCulloch. Jone's post is rich with poetry and poetry news across the month of April, National Poetry month in the USA. Jone shares a delightful poem about the essential ingredients that go into the making of poetry.




Alan, I love the contrast of dazzling variegations and mellow months. Those pictures are the prefect inspiration!
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