Autumn Leaves

Those dry withered dancers

can flourish their skills

on streets and rooftops

and sun-shaded hills.

On sun-filtered sidewalks,
past burning bush flowers,
tempestuous winds
dance with them for hours.

Reviews

[Rosalie-O]

Captures an element of the season in its personified glee. Like many, I love Autumn and its colours and especially the sound of dried, crunching leaves beneath my feet. Well conveyed on the page.

[Bare trees]

Thanks so much for your comment, Rosalie-O.

[Sophia Scriven]

Sounds beautiful I kinda imagined falling 🍂 leaves

[Bare trees]

Thanks Sophia.
(I'm also Relic).

[Tumi]

well depicted, vivid imagery played the major role
great work..

[Bare trees]

Thanks very much, tumi. :)

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i feel you captured the essence of traditional haiku in this piece. to describe an image of nature and allowing the reader to feel it rather than analyze it is what haiku is really about - counting syllables is only the outer form, not its intention. describing leaves as dancers is so evocative, and really brings to life the magical feeling of autumn. and the last two words "for hours" was so poignant. we adults, too busy with our stuff, can only take a moment to appreciate the season, but for these childlike leaves the day is endless.

[Bare trees]

I appreciate your comment, Ern. Thanks very much.