Cooling Our Fall . . .

Photo by: jplenio at pixabay.com

— a haiku septet by tkbrown

Nights are cooler now,
the days unbearably hot.
Fall will be here soon.

Cooler nights begin
to cool both ends of the days --
morning and evening.

Then the midday temp
brings forth a welcome relief -
color's bright array!

Hills and vales display
bright colors on God's palette -
Fiery, vibrant view!

Apples and pumpkins,
with acorn and butternut -
paint the food display.

Everywhere colors
show mellowing with the age -
quaintly beautiful!

Paving a path with love
as the end appears ahead -
a transitioning!

Hurricane

~~ a haiku ~~

~~ by tkbrown
The hurricane blows,
a big limb spikes through the roof --
squirrel babes need home

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Haiku The traditional Japanese haiku is a three-line poem with seventeen syllables, written in a 5/7/5 syllable count format The haiku often focuses on images from nature. It emphasizes simplicity, intensity and directness of expression.

Haiku began in thirteenth-century Japan as the opening phrase of ‘Renga’, an oral poem which generally was one hundred stanzas in length — also composed syllabically. The much shorter haiku broke away from the renga in the sixteenth century. It was mastered a century later by Matsuo Basho, who wrote the following classic haiku:

An old pond!
A frog jumps in.
The sound of water.

As the haiku form has evolved, many rules have been broken. However, the philosophy of haiku has been preserved: the focus on a brief moment in time, a use of provocative, colorful images, an ability to be read in one breath; and a sense of sudden enlightenment and illumination.

The haiku philosophy influenced poet Ezra Pound, who noted the power of its brevity and juxtaposed images. He wrote, “The image itself is speech. The image is the world beyond formulated language (The Academy of American Poets).

Source: The Academy of American Poets. (29 February 2016). “Haiku: Poetic Form.” (10 September 2019). https://poets.org/text/haiku-poetic-form.

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Photo Above: by skeeze @ pixabay.com.
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Love . . .

by tkbrown

Love is like
the petals of a rose
soft and sweet
against your nose
with drops of dew
that actually glow.

So very slowly
the feeling grows
until you’re sure
that everyone knows
the love you feel
deep in your heart
for the one with whom
you never will part.

Written 1968 – First Love

	

Summer into Fall . . . a haiku by tkbrown

Summer’s hottest days

are the ones toward its end —

and then, fall begins.

Just some thoughts on 9/11 – Eighteen years ago today – the day known as 911 – the people of this country united as one against ‘the enemy’. Patriotism was at a pinnacle for a long time after that day. Now, patriotism is viewed as ‘far right’. This view is so far left that it does not even recognize itself.

When the best thing that can be said denigrates another, that is not patriotism – it is denigration. I would like to see some more of that patriotism that was so strong after 9/11. I hope it does not take another attack on our country to bring it back.

Book Lover’s Day

~~ by tkbrown ~~
Book Lover's Day shall be 'my day.'
I'll read a book, or maybe two --
and I won't stop until I'm through.
Then I'll reflect. What did it say?
Ill' take a walk down to the quay
before writing, sharing with you!
Book Lover's Day!

I've always loved books on display;
reading cheers me when I'm blue,
fills me up like a bowl of stew --
regardless of the day's genre.
Book Lover's Day
Photo by: Annabel Schoeman
at blog.junkmail.co.za