I woke up very early this morning for some reason. I have actually slept 7 hours a night for the last couple of months, not today. I then realised it is the first day of Autumn.
Autumn always gives me a restless feeling, perhaps itis my Maygyar DNA. An urge to go off to Winter hunting grounds?
For weeks now it look as if someone has used a paint brush on the trees and bushes during the night. The old oak trees have rusty leaves and the acorns are on the ground.
I found an interesting and useful piece of rock art. Rocks have spaces where you put tea lights inside them. They warm the rocks...a wonderful spot to put cold bare feet.
I have never been to Eastern Canada or the USA for Autumn and one day i really must go and see all those red Maple trees. We do not have mnay of them here.
Autumn haiku and tanka
Rusting oak trees
guarding the harbour entrace
spaces to see through now
the ships pass behind them
to Alaska and Vancouver
Red and yellow leaves
float on the blue ocean
where do they journey to
if i were an insect small
could i catch a ride
On this pacific island
reds and yellow leaves
foat here and settle there
i feel ready to travel
with them right now
A weeping willow
still full of green leaves
the old man's memories
The old man
lights a Churchill
to keep wasps away
Half the boats
in the harbour now gone
more space for my dragonboat
to reach the other island
In Mother's garden
sound of many crickets
singing old songs
In the kitchen
a cricket in a cage
keeping Aki time
No comments:
Post a Comment