through the leaves
the splendour of mid-autumn
no thoughts for winter
even as a finch sings
under the hot autumn sun
winter thoughts banished
glorious autumn
the splendour of gold and red
black and white winter
this October morn
gelid days seem far away
and yet a cold wind
whistles through this valley
speaking of ice and snow
© G.s.k. ‘15
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Where I live, we’ve gotten to the time of year where the days are reasonably warm but not hot and the nights are cool enough to need a jacket but not a heavy coat. I find myself thinking I like this time of year because I don’t have to run either fans or heaters, and it brings my electric bill down. Then I become disgusted, realizing that my life is nothing but a series of practical concerns as I’m too exhausted for flights of fancy. If Young Me knew it would come to this, she would have offed herself in some dramatic fashion in disgust.
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I’ve run out of intelligent or lyrical comments–this is fabulous, just fabulous….
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Beautiful imagery .. loved the Haiku’s
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Lovely Cara. I am amazed at how much we can write about autumn. Live your photos. It’s been a fun week of walking through crunchy dry leaves the past few days. I chase dry leaves now that I can’t chase sunsets. When I saw that line whistling wind of winter, it reminded me when my mom would tell me as s kid that whistling was rude. Do that wind is rude!! 😉
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Absolutely stunning. 🙂
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Vivid images arose through those lovely haiku!
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Lovely haiku chain. If it weren’t for what follows, Autumn would be my favourite season.
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The images are glorious!
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Your imagination culminates into true art 🙂
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This is beautiful, both the picture and the text. I too went out and took pictures today. It was a lovely October day 🙂
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Gelid is a new word for me. I love the feeling you evoke in this poem. Not cold but light is a shade darker in autumn prescient of what is to come. Another beautiful poem.
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thank you for your splendor- such golden fleeting beauty, framed by inevitable winter.
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Your words are exquisite… as are the vibrant colors in your first photo, transforming into the black and white of winter to come…
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Thanks Lea.
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lovely write- not looking forward to winter at all!
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