Monday, September 3, 2018

Morning walks



Morning weaves rumpled threads of grey and blue across the sky.  Clouds are clumps of cotton and velvet, stiching sunlight in muted hues.  I inhale the fresh tang of dew and pine needles.   My shoes crunch the pebbles as I begin the descent to the creek and small bridge.  The maple leaves have started to fray on the edges and some trees are showing tints of orange char.   I spotted browning leaves on the grass, the first of many in autumn's slow waltz with the wind.   


two brown geese forage 
on shallow tides, ribbed by wild
flowers yellowed  - summer -   



Sunflowers, Jerusalem Artichoke 


Posted for dVerse Poets - Haibun Monday - Morning hosted by Mish.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.

22 comments:

  1. I love how you captured the slow entry of autumn... both the flowers and the brown leaves... a slow leaf indeed.

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  2. A beautiful offering to the senses. I especially love the way the clouds are stitching the sunlight and the idea of autumn waltzing with the wind.

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  3. The first of many to spot indeed as you stroll away each day.

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  4. My favourite times of day and year, and you've portrayed them beautifully, Grace. I love the 'rumpled threads of grey and blue' - I have something similar in my haiku! - and the way you've extended the metaphor in the cotton and velvet, and the sunlight being stitched in muted hues.

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  5. Nice description: "autumn's slow waltz with the wind"

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  6. Ah, such a lovely description of an early autumn morning.

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  7. Autumn enters right on time, as we search for coats and boots. Your walk and poem are truly lovely. I'm ready for it as summer heat fades into mirage.

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  8. Lovely - your description is exquisite.

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  9. The brown potato chip leaves tell the tale of summers end...Very nice.

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  10. autumn's slow waltz describes the tempo of this season, this was lovely Grace

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  11. "Autumns' slow waltz with the wind" - I love this!

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  12. I love this: autumn's slow waltz with the wind...that is what this time of year feels like to me as well, so different from the gusty rainy winds of later autumn. a lovely walk Grace.

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  13. You certainly live up to your name:)

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  14. Yellow is one of favorite colors...and all the rest. Loved this write!

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  15. Lovely sustained needlework metaphor.

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  16. Both your prose and haiku place me right in the midst of the scene you invoke. Beautiful imagery, Grace!

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  17. I love the descriptive words of clouds and sky and the tang of dew and pine needles. I felt with you walking. I have not yet seen color change...I have been thinking It is late this year. Usually I notice way before September.

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  18. Your haibun weaves a spell with words. I felt like I was there with you. Suzanne from 'Being in Nature' Wordpress Blog

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  19. Such rich descriptions. Your opening 'Morning weaves rumpled threads of grey and blue across the sky.' grabs the attention and then it's one sight after another. Wonderfully done.

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  20. Beautiful words to display the coming images to the change of a season.

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  21. You've captured the coming of autumn well here Mish. Love autumn's slow waltz with the wind, Nice job.

    Pat

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  22. SORRY! Grace😊. Didn't mean to change your name😊

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