Autumn Haiku

Tender sleepy thoughts
trickle through her dreaming mind
sighs, softly smiling

Gentle happiness
fills her, a gentle aura
with a glowing warmth

Pale, fragile blossoms cling resolutely to branch, wind gusts them away.

October 1993

Goldenrod in clumps -
a veritable meadow
in abandoned lot.

October 1996

Gently rumbling seats
bobble me into a sleep
barely realized.

Someone's backyard swing
slowly creaking in the wind
waiting for a child.

October 1990

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