Haiku etc.

Everything © Kris Lindbeck except obvious links and quotations. See twitter.com/KrisLindbeck for the source of most of my work

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A train passing into early darkness I sit alone

November haiku . . . Find me here if the bird app fails! 

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Golden light

bough by bough snow falls

from the bending pine

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Picture by @robbiepoet

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Photo by @Nerudaearth1

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“view from a dream”

I dreamed the clouds came lower still until I touched the sky and plucked the rain until my thirst was satisfied

Photo and title, Mary Frances  , tanka mine 

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If I understood the alphabet of dragonflies under this palimpsest of cloud   the angels of shadow  could not touch me

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Today

people are born give birth and die trees sprout and grow and fall my mind can't even hold this world much less Your breath within us all

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Today I have forgotten our argument but the butterfly that interrupted is still bright

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No, I can't explain you need to look closer deep into my eyes in these cold oceans of my dreaming mind   trees grow    

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Thanks to Mary Frances for use of her photo: https://twitter.com/maryfrancesness/status/1325872767993049094

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a decade of snow haiku

Snow? Rain? the night sky can't decide I shut the door

Forgetting the cold I watch light caress snow a chickadee calls

Dog comes in snow in the gray twilight lighter than the sky

Snow reveals a fox has walked our summer path

Silently snow covers the lost ball the broken doll

Red begonia on the windowsill echoes sunset over snow

blue sky white snow blue jay

Winter morning on the tree out my window a nestful of snow

Soft snow falling two horses take shelter under the pine

Christmas eve  every pine bough in the headlights  bears its load of snow 

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Vermont Autumn Haiku

August  Dry summer, then cold With opening goldenrod a tree starts turning

Sunlit field dreaming of autumn milkweed in the wind 

As twilight deepens the wind-blown hydrangea shines whiter 

September 

Down by the pond one last toad hops away from me through goldenrod 

One bumblebee  explores the fading bee balm  September    

The white limbs of birches holding leaves half green half golden

One more cold day and still the tiny apples taste so sour!

October

Amid fallen leaves one last blossoming of dandelions

Sun after rain one tree then a dozen kindled

How fast it scrambles through the goldenrod -- October bee

Wind and rain – the golden ceiling falls to our feet.

Already asters wilting over fallen leaves a cloudy day

Autumn down to embers still warms me

High wind in the pines the sound of something giant on its way

Autumn sunset this shifting brass cloud of birch leaves

thinning clouds on bare black branches each raindrop shines

Ice on the puddles -- larch, oak, and trembling aspen hold autumn's last gold

November

November warmth I bow to my noon shadow taller than I am

Brittle clumps of snow  click softly on my jacket --   gray windless woods

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When snow is deep I will look at this picture remembering the still-green grass the smell of falling leaves  

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Path in the forest, 1884 Isaac Levitan

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November noon sun falls  within the oak

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Long after maple trunks show ashen gray our red oak burns and tamaracks on piney hills raise their orange flames