Endless
Gentle breeze blowing
Autumn leaves fluttering down—
Fading memories
Relief
Pollen count drops low
Refreshing air we now breathe—
Morning rains arrive
Hiding
Morning’s early dawn
Fog blankets each creek and pond—
What mysteries wait?
Boundless Nature (Haiku Series #105)
Big Sky Buckeye 
like a series of emotions … this is really delightful!
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Kate, I appreciate you reading. Nature is wonderful place to go with my writing. We are still counting ballots here in the U.S. The volume of mail and absentee ballots has nearly been overwhelming, but each vote needs to be counted.
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I totally agree Buckeye but someone is a sore loser and wants to incite violence … glad I’m at a distance 😦
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Such gentle poetry about this time of year. Each Haiku is so special!
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Thanks Susan. Writing about nature is relaxing and peaceful to go with my prose.
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Nice poems to read in the midst of a week that’s probably going to be crazy
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Jim, thanks for sharing your thoughts. I agree . . . we need a relaxing and patience place to be at times.
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Amen
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Lovely and special.
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Kally, thanks for reading. I hope life is treating you well.
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A light and beautiful collection!
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Diana, I appreciate you stopping in. Nature is always a light and beautiful place to write about. I hope the hurricane season ends soon for your island and others.
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It’s always a pleasure to stop by! It certainly is. Well, here, we’re experiencing lots of sunny days, so I’m thankful for such weather.
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I enjoy fog; there is something magical and mysterious about it…
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Jim, it is even more magical and mysterious to walk in the fog. I have done this few times.
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that’s how I always picture Sherlock Holmes walking around London… 🙂
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