Patricia Horn O'Brien

October Haiku

October 28, 2018

HAIKU

 

10/2
Lightening blinds the night.

        Thunder rumbles far behind:

                  Don’t mind.    Never mind.
 

10/3

Down Maple Avenue

      beneath the green arch of trees

            one leaf falls.  Then two.

 

10/4

Black clouds storm the sky

     bullying the pokey sun

            down, down the horizon.

 

10/5

 

Walk path after path

      of the cemetery. The stones …

             their dates … never change.

 

10/6

The sun disobeys  

       the late date.  Despite chill winds

              it warms us anyway.

 

10/8

Grey sky.  Water, grey.

       Where are you now, Tuesday’s sky?

                 Water, your blue deep?

 

10/23

The tower’s steel lace

           snags the sky's advancing day.

               Still, no clouds remain.  

 

10/24

 

Wild leaves, twisted vines

         climb helter-skelter mid-field.

             Ho!  A red roof peeks through.

 

10/25

Lines crease her face.

        Dying leaves fall and skitter 

             across our late walk. 

 

10/26

Clouds roll to a rest

      on the  trees' green canopy.

             Clouds, stay.  You too, leaves!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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