It’s wondrous how a post can trigger another post. Luisa Zambrotta’s post titled Autumn where she invited the readers to submit a haiku on the season made me think.
Though I gave my instant reply a bunch of haiku on the various shades of autumn played on my mind.
Since once a week and sometimes more I do post poems on my blog, I thought this time let it be haiku for a change – the wordless poem.
So here they are :
walking
by the garden
a touch of yellow
***
yellow leaves
preening
amidst the greens
autumn
***
enchanted
by the wardrobe
fall colours
***
stealing
all the colours
one by one
autumn wind
***
learning
to listen
yellowed silence
***
I am
not the only one
in silence
descending dusk
***
mending
my ways
with a stick
still…not winter
***
how do you say
winter’s not here
autumn fest
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It’s heartening to note that poets are talking and writing haiku more these days which almost a decade back was not so popular a form of poetry. Haiku is country specific and country sensitive too. A wave of innovations are seen the way haiku is written today. Some have soft kire or cut others are one sentence broken into three lines, some haiku are wave-like one line merging into another.
My bad I can only understand the traditional haiku with a strong or pronounced kire or cut – the Basho style. Kire being the lifeblood of haiku bestows that space which is unuttered and enigmatic. For me that space works.
I have followed the tradition here and also four liners which are rare in haiku.
I hope these haiku present your visual of autumn which may be different considering the part of the globe you are.
Season’s greetings!
Beautiful, seasonal poetry
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Thank you Sadje.
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You’re welcome
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🙏🙏
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❤️❤️❤️
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Good evocative work
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Thank you very much Derrrick
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Thanks a lot for linking and sharing these fabulous poems!💖
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Thanks for giving an opportunity to me to write on autumn which kind of opened a floodgate of haiku.
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Always a pleasure, dear friend!
All the best!
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I have to be honest, as much i enjoy reading the posts n poems . . . I dont actually know what a haiku is . . .without googling it.
It is something I will definitely have to look in to.
Geeta, enjoy your posts as always.
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Thank you very much Meenu.
A little on haiku.
Its an ancient Japanese style of writing poems ( three liners, two liners and even one liner) with minimal words – no punctuation, no adjectives, no complicated words. Simplicity and minimalism are its bedrock. Idea is to tutor your mind to declutter.
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Sounds simply wonderful, I must try, thank you Geeta.
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You are most welcome
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I love this. You capture it beautifully:
stealing
all the colours
one by one
autumn wind
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Thanks Esther. Autumn over here is the harbinger of winter. No fall colours here. Gradually the vista transforms into a freezing canvas.
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I feel lucky that we have such a beautiful fall.
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Yes, you do. Its amazingly beautiful.
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Love it. Thank you
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Thank you so much for reading and your appreciation.
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