Autumn

Posted: November 1, 2013 in Nature, Poetry, Travel
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Today I spent over 12 hours driving (with only two stops), so I don’t have lots of time or energy to post.  However, I did compose several fall haiku while driving through the stunning fall colors of Pennsylvania, muted as they were by clouds and sometimes rain.  Creating writing while driving reminds me of oral history and the repetition needed to remember the stories that are passed down.

Flame-red tree stands
Luminous among green spars
Unseen by drivers

Giant mountain pierced
By spear of burrowing tunnel
Weight hangs over me

Curtains of grey fog
Drape forest’s mute living room
Sun hides behind clouds

Comments
  1. Cathy Ulrich says:

    It liked all three, Janet, but the middle one is brilliant! Very Halloweeny!
    Cathy

  2. The first one is so true, but sadly we have our eyes on the street while driving :o)

  3. Nice, very very nice! That middle one is exactly what the turnpike tunnel feels like – I never drive through it without feeling the weight of the mountain overhead. Then again, I love the fog drapes in the forest’s living room.

    Oh, I like all of them!

    • Thanks, Sharon. Survived the pouring rain this morning, although I did get a bit wet, and really enjoyed Ben Franklin’s House and museum. We had lunch at Reading. Yum!! We got half a dozen doughnuts at the Mennonite place and I can’t wait to try one, but I’m too full from lunch right now. 🙂

      janet

  4. Kuruk says:

    Pawesome Haiku! Woooowooooo, Ku of Haiku by Ku

    • Woof, woof! Thanks very much. That’s doggone nice of you. Thought of you today as I walked around Philly, another great spot for architecture shots. But it was pouring rain, so I have to wait. Grrrrrr!

      janet

  5. Adam Ickes says:

    Did you wave at me as you passed by? I must have missed it.

  6. Tom Poet says:

    I played these words over in my mind a few times today. I am not so smart on my smart phone so I couldn’t write what I wanted to in the comments section. Now at rest and at home I can only say… Janet, this whole idea conjures up a great image in my head. This is what I see. You traveling across country, repeating words in your head, the colors of fall surrounding you, muting the outside world, as you take nature in.

    This is poetry and it shows. I am going to reblog this and I have never done that before. Excellent!

    • Tom, I am as they say, unmanned by your compliments and believe me, reblogging is a compliment, especially from people who don’t reblog. Thanks! I do, on long trips, look at things and play with words in my mind. I have to admit that I also have a notebook in my car and I jot things down…while still keeping an eye on the road and holding on to the wheel with one hand, so sometimes I have no idea what I wrote. 🙂 Ever more frustrating is when I had a good line or two and then something interferes and I lose it. 😦

      Thanks again, Tom. I always appreciate when you take time to read and comment on my work.

      janet

  7. Tom Poet says:

    Reblogged this on Tom Poet.

  8. I enjoyed all three, also, but loved the second one best of all.
    Scott

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