#1290

where do you come from?

and where do you go to next?

past, present, future

#1289 (#366)

where does it come from?

and then where does it go next?

that winter fly, huh?

#1288 (#365)

caught outside in sleet

the feeling on your neck’s back

why do i stoop so?

#1287 (#364)

searching for winter

in a country that gets cold

but rarely turns white

#1286 (#363)

those quilts, these quilts, quilts 

to keep us warm and cosy

comfortable all night

#1285 (#362)

pray for cold and clear, 

to see the end of the road

not a horror scene

#1284 (#361)

the cold time begun

we find ways not to freeze u

both inside and out

#1283

Christmas imbibing

mostly bubbles to make room

and indulge vain hope

#1282 (#360)

roasted onions just

a small part of the gorge fest;

or Christmas intake

#1281 (#359)

half cut and hunting

for presents on Christmas Eve

desperation breath

#1280 (#358)

looking for luck in

the year market, searching for

the right talisman

#1279 (#357)

cold crow, grumpy crow

huddled against the whole world

keeping it all out

#1278 (#356)

fallen leaves fallen

among the recycling things

seeking a new life

#1277 (#355)

cold will our souls be

how much will we age next year

‘less the world rot stops?

#1276 (#354)

crispy onion ring

texture in a burger - oh!

that crunch and soft mix

#1275 (#353)

waterfowl sleeping 

on water : relaxation

on another plain

#1274 (#352)

a december walk

across withered fields asleep

dreaming as we talk

#1273 (#351)

in my living room

blanket, snacks, tv ready 

winter seclusion

#1272 (#350)

hunting for presents, 

i used to hike shop to shop -

and i used to think

#1271 (#349)

a world around the

fireplace, multitudes in 

the fire itself

#1270 (#348)

the shapes the ice make

frozen onto the window

a well known pattern

#1269

that much vaunted change

of green to red leaves means less

when you’re colour blind

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Written for the Tricycle October 2024 Haiku Challenge using the Autumn season word, red leaves.

#1268 (#347)

another short day

(was it ever even light?)

passes me on by

#1267 (#346)

the mulch of tree leaves

carpeting the campus walks

uni memory

#1266

vine invisible

until its leaves have turned red

against evergreen

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Written for the Tricycle October 2024 Haiku Challenge using the Autumn season word, red leaves, but not entered.

#1265 (#345)

the start of something

always there's something startin

this week: tea flowers

#1264

sudden late bloomer

red leaves appearing against

the evergreen tree

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Written for the Tricycle October 2024 Haiku Challenge using the Autumn season word, red leaves.

#1263 (#344)

the sudden blooms of

the flowers out of season

interrupt my stride

#1262 (#343)

a giant's feelings

tottering forward on stilts

a good foot taller

#1261 (#342)

distance, in my mind

like the far winter mountains

i cannot traverse

#1260 (#341)

in the meeting room 

in my small brazier hoodie

waiting to warm up

#1259 (#340)

bed bug fears these days

go onto public transport

where i never sit

#1258 (#339)

hawks come, no warning

in the dead of winter's night

prey they fly over

#1257 (#338)

stuck down on the spot

a freezing winter shower

bad start to the day

#1256 (#337)

small bursts of colour

from sasanqua flowers bring

brightness to winter

#1255 (#336)

short day came today

a walk cut short by the sun

reddening the west