Rants, mumbling, repressed memories, recipes, and haiku from a professor at the University of St. Thomas Law School.
Friday, October 19, 2012
Haiku Friday: Autumn Memories
Traditionally, haiku often dealt with the seasons, and this is the right time to return to that tradition. In Minnesota, it is the heart of a real autumn-- a blanket of red and gold leaves, crisp air, and the unpacking of sweaters.
I think that fall, more than any other season, unlocks deep and meaningful memories, so let that be our topic for today. It can be from any fall of your life, about any event... just so long as it matters to you.
Here is mine:
New Haven Autumn
Stone buildings, red leaves, and dreams
My eyes wide open.
Now it is your turn-- just make it 5/7/5 for syllable count, and strive for the prize-- your bio here on Monday!
Oh red maple tree!
ReplyDeleteHigh expression of autumn,
Announcing winter.
I miss autumn so
ReplyDeleteThe sparky feeling of change
Soft comfort of home.
Autumn memory:
ReplyDeleteOsler's haiku's actually
a 5/7/4
Red-hot red, blazing
ReplyDeletegold, flaming orange. Colors
I missed in Texas.
No real seasons in
my hometown. Just hot, more hot,
then chilly-damp there.
Now my world shows me
God’s glorious palette. How
the colors sparkle.
Fall brings beauty I
still marvel at. My friends
wonder why I gush.
They’ve had these treasures
for a lifetime. I am still
amazed, awed, thankful.
Here in L.A. town,
ReplyDeleteNo Orange, Yellow, or Red.
Just blue sky, warm sun.
Thanks to all for your great Haikus!
ReplyDeleteThat first cold daybreak
ReplyDeleteLeaves under my feet, I run
The sun through a mist.
I miss blazing leaves
ReplyDeleteMaybe we'll meet one day soon
As I drive homeward
(In your defense, I did much finger-tapping to check and your haiku is indeed a 5/7/5)
Red, yellow, orange
ReplyDeleteleaves, leaves, more leaves burying
my six-year-old leap
The geese are fleeing;
ReplyDeleteAnd honking others to hurry;
And what do they fear?
Ginko tree is bare,
ReplyDeleteThe wind came at night.
Now ground is covered.
Plastic witches' mask
ReplyDeletepillowcase full of goodness
sibling candy trades
Awaking to the
ReplyDeletesounds of plastic scraping glass
go warm up the car.
Orchard first date stroll
ReplyDeleteApple for my bride to be
Two hearts a flutter...
Vivid moments held
Difficult decisions made
hearts no longer one...
- though treasured memories as numerous as the leaves blanketing my lawn remain...
Innocence was ours
ReplyDeleteWe could not see the future
Pink leaves in the park.
MMM