A beautiful poem. Kevin
Digressing
Tanka Haiku Hybrid
September 05, 2015
I
As the seasons pass
Beyond the smoke and mirrors
Have you been counting
All of the full and new moons?
Last we spoke — it was the last
II
Did you know, Autumn?
She’s my dearest time of year
Please wait, I’m rambling
Her mystical amber glow
Afternoons’ yellow-beauty
III
She floods all the rooms
Ah, such a sight to behold
View golden sunlight
Pass through playful swaying trees
Casts of prancing-dancing leaves
IV
Tell me you recall
Autumn is my favorite,
Magical you know!
V
I absolutely —
Love a grand blustery day
My mind can’t discern
Between swirling little birds
And the twirl of fall leaving
VI
Debris, discarded waste
That’s found lying on the ground
Scooped up, taking flight
Caught by a current of wind
Cradled, a zigzagging kite
VII
To see, realize
With eyes keen for true feelings
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Kevin, thank you very much for reblogging my poem, I’m so pleased that you enjoyed it. You certainly put a smile on my face!
Take good care,
Pepperanne
You are very welcome Pepperanne. Kindest regards, Kevin