I love autumn. Love the crisp air, the faint scent of burning leaves, the cold mornings that still give way to sunny, blue-sky days. Love watching the leaves change into their new wardrobe of rich red, gold, and orange. There’s so much about this season that testifies to God’s artistry and creativity. So, as autumn officially launches, let’s share some of our creativity with each other by crafting Autumn Haikus.
You know the drill: haiku are 3-line poems that have a 5-7-5 syllable pattern. They’re full of imagery and evoke a sense of nature and beauty. Or, if you wish, humor. Feel free to be serious, funny, or whatever you wish to convey what autumn whispers to you as it arrives.
Here are a few to get us started:
Autumn elixir–
Crisp, smoky, air that draws my
Heart to worship God.
Burning leaves crackle,
Pumpkins grin near dried corn stalks.
Welcome, dear autumn!
Autumn winds twirling,
Lifting leaves of gold and red,
How I love the dance!
Black cats pattering,
Grinning pumpkins, candy corn…
Happy October!
Okay…have at it!
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Sun still warms my face,
But breeze rushes past me and
Warns winter’s approach.
Oooo, nice!
Follow the straight path
Brown tasseled heads pointing south
Time to say goodbye.
Note: I am looking down on the cornfield from my office window. This is my last autumn in Michigan. We are moving. 🙁
Also puts me in mind of Illinois, where we lived for 20 years.
Friday football games
Homecoming and find a scarf
“Need help with homework?”
“Thanks for the lunch, Mom”
He gives me a smile and hug
Off to school again
As I’m sitting here, outside, I hear the kids laughing on their way to the bus stop for school. Perfect image of that here.
Winter is coming.
My snowblower is broken.
Followed by my back.
LOL! Love it!
Karen:
Would any publisher ever publish an entire book of haiku? Warm and sentimental? Silly and fresh? A combination? Topical? Seasonal?
Or its that old school?
/jay
You know, I love books like that, so of course I’m going to say they just might. You, of all people, know how well impulse books do. And if you could do a book of these kind of tongue-in-cheek poems, where we get a smile or a laugh, and combine them with the perfect pictures? Well, it might well fly. Shoot, I’d buy it!
I love this idea and your haiku, Karen.
Here’s mine:
deeper shades of red
the Virginia Creeper
autumn progresses
(Our house has this vine growing all over it.)
Blessings ~ Wendy
Beautiful images.
It’s finally here –
The most beautiful season.
It’s really Autumn!
(By the way, “finally” may be pronounced with only two syllables instead of three, depending on the reader’s dialect.)
Thanks for playing, Janet.
In Australia
We are Spring-ing to Summer
Sunny, swimming days
Oh wow! Summer, huh? Have fun!
Florida Autumn
License plates changing colors
Lightning pierces clouds
Laura… we’re moving to Florida. Tell me more… 🙂
Sooo…do people use different license plates for fall?
Haiku is one of my favorite forms. It helps me to distill and write tight.
I wrote a Four Seasons Haiku on the back of a place mat at a dull Farmer’s Co-op business meeting nearly 40 years ago. This is the autumn portion.
Shivers of north wind
Tap the shoulders of autumn.
Make ready the fire.
Judith, I like yours best, so far.
Thank you, Janet. This is a neat line up of Haiku. I take that as high praise.
Love it!
Colorado blue.
More than sky: my chosen place.
Life in aspen glow.
Love how the different regions have their own expression of autumn.
Shorts on Halloween
Ninety-plus degree football
Autumn in Texas!
Ninety degrees in the fall? That’s just WRONG!
Golden hued sunshine
Shorter days before cold rains
Fir branches droop cones
Mount Rainier with shoulders bare
Awaits snow’s sweater,
Thick clouds covering her face
Night’s yellow moonshine
Backlights her majesty
Night creatures hunt winter snugs.
Ha!
Very nice. Tell him “Well done!”
Very nice!
Gusts blow stiff and cold
Over the Taku River
To blanket the town
Fall has awoken
Crinkled leaves flutter and dance
Beneath the clear skies.
Majesty painted
Golds, crimsons and greens abound
God is an artist.
Soft cozy sweaters,
And my favorite old boots,
With a book in hand.
Cinnamon breezes,
Pumpkins, warm soups and flannel
Autumn, I’m ready.
That’s lovely. I can smell fall.
So Thought I would try this
Have loved reading everyone’s pens
Apples now are ripened sweet
Leaves of golden scarlet brown
Gathering Autumn
©aDarkHaiku
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Apples ripened sweet
Leaves of golden scarlet brown
Gathering Autumn
©aDarhHaiku