The shift from summer to fall is abrupt in Alaska. One day the sun is bright and warm, and seemingly the next it is rainy and cold. Not a summer cold, where the rain cools the temperatures temporarily, but a cold that only tightens its grip until the bitterness of winter arrives.
Perhaps it is because of its brevity, usually lasting less than six weeks, I find our autumn an open invitation to write haiku. The brief form of the poem and the beauty of the season make a perfect match.
Just for fun, here are a few of the fall haiku I’ve penned over the years paired up with snapshots taken that reflect the inspiration behind them. (By the way, clicking on the pictures will provide a larger view.)
mushrooms coming out
umbrellas sprout overnight
against the fall rains fall's thief September
stealing sunshine from the sky
hoarding it on leaves
autumn is contrast
foliage sweet and sour
in bright hues of death
mercurial fall
the eve's dew is morning frost
melting in the sun
lake valley fog drifts
summer's spirit rising up
passing on to fall
sun has grown weary
each day it rises later
earlier to bed
The last haiku is very true. We're losing almost six minutes of daylight each day. I've got just enough time, and light, to go out and find some more fall haiku. Thanks for stopping by.
your haiku is good
ReplyDeletelike autumn
colorful and cool
CIL
Beautiful lines and photos Mr. Poynor.
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