Monday, September 22, 2008

Haiku: Autumn

I had a spurt of creativity in the park today as I waited for the kids to be paroled from school. Fall was all around me, waiting to be observed and noted. I had my handy-dandy notebook with me, and I wrote three ku. Two were nature-ridden and one was an observation about man-made items.

I'd like to share them with you. I really would. Except I lost the piece of paper. In the rush to gather up various backpacks, lunch boxes, trumpets and the like, the poems must have taken flight. I even went back to the park later to see if I could find my soul-dripped piece of paper.

It was not to be. Could I try to recreate them? Probably. But my mind is no longer where it was oh so many hours ago. In fact, my mood has darkened. I'm in no mood for the beautification of fall, of autumn. [Damn good thing I'm going to wait until tomorrow to read others' One Single Impression offerings.]

I'm saddened by the end of summer. I'm saddened by my own aging. So.

Binding ties loosen,
joining connections broken.
My life in autumn.

16 comments:

Savvy Mode SG said...

i bring a little note book with me all the time to write down thoughts and ideas. looking a my sis, a busy mama's day is quite hectic.

mitzh said...

It was beautiful...

I miss reading your haiku, glad to be able to read them again. :D

SandyCarlson said...

So know the feeling! This poem is wonderful. Sure captures the season and the sense of imminent change.

Kelly O said...

Wow, that was lovely, just perfect and melancholy.

Julie said...

An interesting haiku - I get no such response to Autumn. I see it as a fine opportunity to hibernate and recharge batteries.

zoya gautam said...

..sad is not necessarily beautiful..it should sound authentic_this does..many thanks..

anthonynorth said...

A powerful haiku. As for me, I quite like autumn, though the bones are beginning to creak a little.

D... said...

In my mind, I'm still Spring, but my body? I can definitely feel Autumn creeping into my body. It saddens me too.

Jim said...

Hi Patois, I like your poem. It is so true, things do become disconnected a little. I find I need those pieces of paper more and more.
[Guess we were on the same vein today.]
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I get the best little notebooks from our local funeral home. They are pocket sized with about fifteen or so pages. I lost my latest at WalMart. There went a lot of not-so-good blog material!
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MamaGeek @ Works For Us said...

This WAS beautiful P. My body feels the same way. I love how you transform words so eloquently.

But you? Aging? Ha. Look at how young Bruce is and he still 'HAS IT'.

fourwindshaiga said...

We seem to be in the same life stage. I am going to enjoy it, how about you?

mgirl said...

I know totally understand when that happens, except it happened to me when I lost my words in cyberspace. Sometimes we are just meant to say something different I guess, and what you said here is perfect. I battle back and forth between the beauty of the colors and the sadness of winter coming and the emotional strings that pulls. You describe that very well with your story and Haiku.

qualcosa di bello said...

i'm with you on this!!! no matter how i try to 'pretty up' autumn, i'm just saddened by its onslaught. i miss summer!

Pam said...

Living in the hot and humid southeast, I look forward to the end of summer. However, your poem goes so much further than a simple change of seasons. Very nice.

teric said...

I can relate to this all too well, Its beautiful.

Beth P. said...

Dear Patois!!
This is a lovely...and my life is autumn too, if it's any consolation?

Thanks for your vulnerability here--
Thanks for stopping by my post on this prompt, too.
Beth

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