A f’n poem? Are you kidding me? Well fans, just mixing it up.
I mean, who doesn’t love themselves some Haiku? This came to me while I was harvesting leaves all afternoon.
Comments in meter please.
Fall, season I love
Except when winter follows
Summer that skipped us
The snow in October
Portends the ice of winter
Grumbling weather, it sucks
Soon the lake will seal
With frozen drifts of snow and ice
Where ripples once sailed
The leaves have fallen
Laying thick about the ground
Damp, dead. Summer ghosts
Burning leaves, lazy smoke
Evoking memories the past
Autumns of youth
Kids having a blast
Jumping into the piles
Outdoor playtime ends
When did the fun stop?
The autumn sort of lost it’s fun,
When fun turned into work.
“Soon the lake will seal
With frozen drifts of snow and ice
Where ripples once sailed”
I really like this one! Nice use of poetic imagery!
Lakeside, mountainside
the colors end too soon when
October snow flies
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