Tuesday 27 October 2015

October haiku

This morning I heard
the first bird call out to me--
morning is now here.

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Infused golden hues
create October landscapes--
hidden until now.

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How did I miss the
elderberries that still hang
in late October?

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My son thinks the Moon
is the Sun rising out of
the North Sea tonight.

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