Sunday, November 5, 2017

Autumn photos and poems


Wary/ like a guard dog/ or the secret service/ Greye checks the yard with feline eyes/ then sits.


a flock of blackbirds
flying down to the cotton
no scarecrow around


Lady/bug lights on my/ puzzle page. Sans even/ a hello! I quickly flick it/ away.


A squirrel/ under the car/ forages for acorns/ abundant from the wind in the/ oak tree.


sunset
adding its colors
to autumn foliage
--Dorothy McLaughlin, from our calendar,
CONNECTING OUR HOUSES

c 2017 PL & DMcL, co-author's of Connecting Our Houses, a perpetual haiku calendar, out of print


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