Autumn Haiku

autumn—red and gold her dress a prier—crumpling rose trees bare—interlock . . . emerging from the ice and snow—a white swan—appears 'abject moon—thy sorrow' . . . blackthorn—green branches cascading amber locket— after school Pep-talks . . . winters fog lagoons carp sedate break—roll like clouds nearby—the city graveyard . . . opaque damp shadows -gleam in orange and red leaf in storms—goldfish leap . . , mistletoe and holly—at the Municipal graveyard grasp the nettle—pure folly . . . chestnut pendulums— they're good at playing tick tack toe— pity gravity isn't fair . . . tears contain the world -once spilt the rivers fed — hearts ocean retreats 10/01/2019 wild meadows scent succinct from anything else one yard of silk... the bridge stretches out the pier rests in no-mans-land salty rains cadence! they verbatim to suggest winds are destructive Storms-eye peaceful chestnuts gathered baked on a roasting tray scarlet robins dart in celebration let's dance till the banquet Of opals runs dry…