arise and sing

Of leaves,
liven up their dance
a rustling disturbance.

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Autumn-Takes away a piece of me

I stand here

barren,

naked,

those leaves on me

keeping up the

decked up pretenses

trying to satiate my

inconsolable heart

not to lose hope

and lose that spark

SPRING WILL RETURN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Denuded Flowers
Remain
A Stark Witness
Of A Summer Season
Past 

As Autumn
Slips Under
Winter’s Blanket
Of Snow

HAIKU: THE WIND WAGES WAR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Siege Continues

MY SWEET AUTUMN

MY SWEET AUTUMN
By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Am A Lover,
Of The Seasons
And For Each Of Them
I Have My Own,
And Secret Reasons
For Letting Them,
Make Love To Me 

They All Touch Me
In The Deepest Way

HAIKU: SHIPWRECKS OF AUTUMN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Sail leaves down streams

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Quarter moon illuminates
Cold, bare trees

Golden

It had the power with beauty
to make you stop and stare
and simply marvel at it
or take a picture there
Golden, proud and splendid
not a one passed by
Everybody slowing and
breathing a deep sigh

Hark!

Stark strangers loiter to scavenge thoughts once hid;
both now bustle briskly under this fair poplar

my muse, she blows keenly to rustle up these tired
parchments – not scratched e’er since autumn

Autumn’s Glory

It’s lovely in St James’ Park
around this time of year
As all the trees are turning
now the autumn time is here

Autumn Reflections (haiku -tanka)

 

orange squash
bubbling in a pot
silence deepens
then from the window
laughter! children playing ball

evening shadow
in the naked kaki* tree
a last leaf falls

gsk ’17

• kaki – persimmon

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One by one
They fall,

Mother Nature’s Gifting

With yellow sky, the sunset
was something to behold
A panoramic spectacle
tinged with flecks of gold

Apple

APPLE

I bit into the apple

A burst of spring rain

and an explosion of blossoms

filled my mouth

I tasted the footprints of honeybees

long summer days

and the brightness of the autumn sun.

photo courtesy Pixabay

as also seen on byalannapass.com

THE WIND WAGED WAR

By Charles Robert Lindholm

the wind waged war

with it’s ally the rain

 

the battlefields

were littered with

the leaves of autumn

Virginia’s bid for glory

Virginia’s changed her colour
and gone on a crash diet
Her body has diminished
but she’s keeping far from quiet

From green to red her foliage
with vibrancy remains
Her bid for autumn’s glory
with five leaves red she claims

HAIKU: THE PIED PIPER BREEZE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Pied Piper breeze

HAIKU: AUTUMN’S SHOW

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

The leaves all rustle

HAIKU: AUTUMN’S CONFETTI

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

The colorful leaves

The Nasturtium Takeover Bid

The nasturtium’s gone manic
now the summer is done
It’s begun to take over
and thinks it’s ‘the one’
If we left it unchecked
It would simply keep growing
and how big it would get
Well, there’s no way of knowing

AUTUMN

By Charles Robert Lindholm

the change is so obvious, so dramatic
leaves changing color
bird’s flying south
the chill in the air 

The red

I stopped, reduced to tears
when the red before me lay
Tear of joy for splendour
shown to me upon this day

Walking down an avenue
trees on either side
Then this, the most spectacular
to leave me misty-eyed

Nature’s evening slumber

Upon the ground this time of year
the yellow, red and gold
A carpet of pure loveliness
from trees both young and old

Crunchy in the sunshine
fragrant in the rain
It always brings a certain cheer
when autumn comes again

Acer

If you put ‘Acer’ into Google
guess what you will see?
Lot of reference to laptops
but seldom to a tree
And yet the humble maple
(the namesake of that brand)
is the pure derivation which,
when seen, you’ll understand

The Yellow

Underneath the canopy
the yellow on the ground
the changing of the seasons
as autumn comes around

HAIKU: LEAVES DREAM

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Leaves dream of flying

HAIKU: WINDS WHISPER

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Autumn winds whisper

Autumn’s Scenery

Autumn is here…

with a crispness in the air.

And your breath lingers there.