Crisp, fresh autumn air
Inhaling the seasons change
Stirs old memories
I substituted “inhaling” and “fresh” for the given prompt words.
Crisp, fresh autumn air
Inhaling the seasons change
Stirs old memories
I substituted “inhaling” and “fresh” for the given prompt words.
water splashes on
singing the song of nature
the life blood of all
Linked to the prompt “music” from Poets on the Page.
Life is a journey
Too many race their way through
Slow the pace enjoy
Linked to Ronovan’s weekly haiku prompt.
The weather has been abnormally warm here of late. I image that will change soon enough.
Summer like weather
Warm sunny cloud free skies
Trick us – cold comes soon
Haiku Horizons weekly prompt seemed very appropriated given the above – and that Trick or Treat just passed! 🙂
I remember as a kid playing in the woods near home and the plethora of honeysuckle vines we had around us. They always smelled so sweet and fresh. I can still remember the taste of their sap (I guess sap is the right word LOL) as we would pluck the flowers, pinch off the bottom and draw out the center, then seeing that delicious little bit of liquid on it. I can still almost taste it’s goodness now. And the scent still always reminds me of good, innocence times.
Photo curtesy of Gardening Know How
Honeysuckle vine
The sweet perfume of nature
Childhood memories
Today I’m linking to two different challenges with one haiku: OctPoWriNo and Ronovan’s weekly challenge.
Roses beginning to wilt
Like a broken heart
Greens become orange and red
Seasons now shifting
Inspired by this week’s prompt from Haiku Horizons.
Frolicking wildly
Bear cubs wrestling in meadow
Mama surely close
Day 22 of OctPoWriMo prompt “dangerous”.
White paperbark birch
Standing starkly on sparse hill
Cradling finches nest
Written for the prompt “white” for OctPoWriMo.