autumns coronation

autumns coronation has begun

as maple, walnut and oak

are crowned in gold, rubies and copper;

their patchwork cloaks are

donning slowly, the richness

of summer emerald greens

surrender to the alchemy of autumn,

exploding into vermilion, umber and citrine

completing their transformation

before they fade, fall and form

into botanical skeletons

before the freeze of winter

paints its dismal landscape 

puckered - haiku

 

puckered Hosta leaves

countless delicate stitches

in natures patterns

tree frogs - haiku

this night air is filled

with the chorus of tree frogs,

their songs give me sleep

Allow

Allow this cool breeze

to sweep over me as a silk scarf

tickled my warm skin

and I smile, once I loved

Allow this brilliant sun

to shine through trees

while loosing their leaves

only to find me in its spotlight

Allow the clear north air

to blow out its dampness

and allow my lungs

to inhale its freshness

Allow squirrels of grey, red and black

to chase each other and

fallen walnuts without spending

the day splayed upon fence-tops

Allow these tired eyes

watch light play in the garden

highlighting this and that

while earth revolves

Allow my ears to enjoy the chimes

stroked softly by the breeze

without interference of mowers and saws,

all I ask

is to hear their calming notes

frog song - haiku

the chorus begins

I have yearned to hear voices

singing in the night

At last the frog song has begun...