Haiku (ironic)

patiently trees wait
to praise each glor’ous sunrise
poems on paper

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Please leave…

The thought has often occurred in my mind –

Why not just chop the tree down this time

Leave no branch to show me a leaf

And desist with the flowers

Beauty is beyond me

I’ll no longer grasp

At the last twig

Or your hand

You’ve gone –

Bye! …

what’s this…

you’re still here

whatever for

there is no shelter

these branches have no strength

starved of sunlight and respect

they have lost their ability

no longer can they protect you

This new autumn will be terminal

I’ll mulch the leaves and hope for new life soon.

………………….

a double Etheree.

Tenuous (Haiku)

riparian life

casuarina’s fragile hold

the stork and the styx

Many streams and rivers in Australia only flow during the wet season – in between seasons the casuarina seeds washed down in the last flood take root and grow.  The lucky ones survive next years flood.  The river gives life and just as easily takes it away.

Living Colour

 

I live in colour

I came into this world blind

I’ll leave knowing peace

Once Upon a Tree

Once

A tree

And it’s shade

Held me safely

Kept me cool for free

Protected me from rain

Remained strong as I grew weak

And now it’s teak still holds me close

As into this earth my body goes

To feed the tree, that upon me, will grow

 

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An Etheree, about a tree.   Thanks for the tip Maniparna

A Late Autumn

Crows pick broken insects,

From warm bitumen roads.

On the cusp of two seasons,

While a full moon lingers

In the west of sunrise’s sky.

Another late autumn

In the great southern land.

Will we ever see a cool day here in Dayboro, Australia (the Great Southern Land)?  One month into Autumn and still 30+degC days.  Enjoy your cool weather if you’re getting it 🙂