Friday, September 11, 2015
Haiku Friday: Signs of Fall
Fall is a delicious season in Minnesota. It is ripe and whole and perfect. There is the coming of winter, the inevitable snows, put off for this time of beautiful sunsets and crisp air. Apples spring forth, and tonight I heard the sound of a marching band nearby (and had to go investigate).
Let's haiku today about the signs of fall, wherever you are. I will go first:
The drumline calls out
To the squash and shorter days
I savor it all.
Now it is your turn! Just slap it into the comments section below, using the 5/7/5 syllable count. (and no, I did not pick this subject just to make the Medievalist feel homesick…).