Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Fall Colors

How can "blue" be somber?
Look at my September sky,
whose cornflower turns to sapphire
with a happy sigh...

How can silence be "golden"?
Listen to my October maple,
whose yellow foliage speaks so loudly
and must be heard...

How can little lies be "white"?
Stand beneath my November moon
whose pure, clear light shines down
revealing all that's true...
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8 comments:

  1. AnonymousSeptember 23, 2009 at 4:58 AM

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 23, 2009 at 5:00 AM

    I like your haiku. I spent a few years in Japan -- 1953-'56. I also loved it with their artwork.

    After reading your profile I am thinking your 6th grade students are very lucky.

    Thanks for visiting my birds blog and commenting there.

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  3. Gillena CoxSeptember 23, 2009 at 6:36 AM

    A new and different approach to the apreciation of Fall Colours, i enjoyed reading your poem.
    AND
    Thank you for visiting my blog Lunch Break

    much love
    gillena

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  4. LorraineSeptember 23, 2009 at 8:50 AM

    To say I like this, would be undermining all the beautiful compliments that exist, wow Kristin you are so full of heart, art

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  5. MargieSeptember 23, 2009 at 10:20 AM

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  6. MargieSeptember 23, 2009 at 10:23 AM

    Hello Kristin
    Oh, beautiful!
    Love this poem!

    Thanks for your visit to my blog and your kind words.

    Margie:)

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  7. Janice ThomsonSeptember 23, 2009 at 12:51 PM

    Love that last stanza Kristin. Much enjoyed read.

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  8. BlueJayEyeSeptember 23, 2009 at 6:21 PM

    True colors shining...

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