Ephemeral

Wanderer

passing through

slivers of place and time

unconsciously dropping pieces of

my heart

This Afternoon in My Garden

Small brown birds

busily pecking up

tiny seeds from the sand –

they do not let up,

I Am the Sorrow

Some days I do not just feel sorrow

Some days I am the sorrow

I am the grey sky

That threatens spitting snow

I am the heaviness in your limbs

Your shuffling gait

Reluctant to get

Where you are expected

End of Summer – Cinquain

Today 1st March is the first day of Autumn in Australia.

Murraya or Orange Blossom is now in bloom in my garden.

Copyright Irina Dimitric 2017

An Autumn Dream

Call it grace, call it fiction,

Far along a dream, I found myself,

Beneath the eaves of dereliction.

Standing at the crooked fringe,

Within rusted woods, I saw myself,

Basking in the autumn singe.

May to December: A Letter Poem

Dear Celia,

The weather has turned again, with its gray entrenchments.

Subdued: Haiku

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Vivid Morning Sighs

Subdued Sensations Breathing

Soothing Peace Surrounds

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The Procession (November Geese)

Stretched across a steel grey sky,
suspended, held in motion,
November’s “V” shaped lines of peace,
eternal, together, broken.
Whispered through the firmament,
a rustled hush of wings,
purposed rowing, stroking home,
calmly metered autumn dreams.

Winter comes to town

Autumn at St Mary’s
the yellow and the gold
the sunshine on the falling leaves
hides the biting chill
Crunching footfall as I walk
A blanket crisp and brown
as breath escapes in tiny clouds
and winter comes to town

November sun II

And today the sun shone bright
on a November day
Not unpleasant out there
warm, I’d even say

Bare – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Deep Hush of Stillness

Nature in Undressed Splendor

Shivers on Bare skin

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Royal Splendour

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Acolyte of Royal Splendor

Draped in robes of Humility

Autumnal Fire – #DailyHaikuChallenge

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Autumnal Fire

Sweet Flame of Inspiration

Singing to my Soul

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Sherry

Pumpkin orange makes our home,
held with the warm hearth,
domed with thoughts of snow,
old and lingering leaves,
handwritten letters that have piled on our stoop,

Flowery Feels

Wilting petals fall,
Leaving my autumn heart bare.
A cold winter comes.

Rubies-Haiku

Surrounded by red
Rubies more precious than gold
Such treasure have I

Sunshine and wild ponies

Walking through the forest
I spied ahead of me
open fields and sunshine
and ponies running free
Some turned around at my approach
ears cocked as if to say
“Good afternoon to you upon
this fine October day”

Virginia Red

At the end of my garden
at this time of year
when autumn’s cold hands
tells me winter is near

Amber Whispers _#DailyHaikuChallenge

Autumnal Shadows

Amber Whispers Softly Reach

Wordless Song Singing

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Autumn on the wall

Betwixt the green, the turning red
up there on the wall
Cold heralds signs of changing
as Autumn comes to call

Nature’s Cursive

Color my world

with florals.

With all the joy they bring.

Passage

October leaves me in thatches,
between the warm beaches
and pale wintered branches.

October dawned

With rain today October dawned
Autumn’s finally here
but I’m grateful for the summer
which has brought us lots of cheer

Another day of summer

There may have been a touch
of Autumn in the air
as it started pretty chilly
with my arms, as usual, bare
But when the sun came out
from behind the Eastern sky
it rapidly got warmer
promising another high

Autumn stepped out of Summer

Pumpkins, squash, dried corn
Yellow leaves, red and orange
Windy blustery days
Walking through a corn maze

Flowers fading, some brown
Fields a golden crown

The Dipping Bough (An Autumn Poem)

She has hung onto her children, cradled and loved them.

The wind sometimes whipped them, and the rain beat them down,
but by the strength of her arm, and the tenderness of her fingers,
so she has kept them secure and well fed.

Treasure to save

Autumn’s come early it seems as the Spring
was quite wet this year and then
the summer that followed was generally dry
and hot most days once again

The beach and me III

There’s no one down here now
and the beach is quite deserted
now the sunshine’s left us
But I’m not that disconcerted