Bitter-sweet sunshine
slants down through barren branches.
Leaves crunch underfoot.
Flowers hang their heads.
Waves wash up on lonely shore.
Woods are quiet now.
No time for regrets.
Leave summer's memories behind.
Autumn's drear awaits.
Gun-metal sky looms.
Dark clouds scud and swirl on high.
Keep walking, don't stop.
4 lovely haiku... I never
4 lovely haiku... I never knew that drear was an alternate of dreary
Revisiting this, I find it
Revisiting this, I find it just as beautiful, brilliant, and poignant as the first time I read it.
Starward
What a beautiful haiku
What a beautiful haiku sequence!
Starward
Cooling Haiku
at the season's shift-point. The subtle insertion of human reaction to the coolness - spot on. - Stella