26 days into September

the wheel of the year
yellow gold and bronze turning
bringing harvest home

red hips and berries
abundant in the hedgerows
Michaelmas daisies

15 days into September

soft underfoot path
makes for silent walking
my shin-rin yoku

stillness in pine scented air
tree top temple roof and sky
pine cone mala beads

birds flutter singing
an ever moving sangha
spirit of the wood

Elaine Patricia Morris
(c) September 2016

13 days into September

A ‘sedoka’ written after a long evening storm.

The wrath of nature
bright electric sky lights up
torrential rain flash flooding.
Forget childhood fear
counting seconds, Mother’s miles
before the rolling thunder.

Elaine Patricia Morris
(c) September 2016

11 days into September

reverse tanka

late summer sun on my back
the world moves on in shadows

my afternoon off~
moving dot on garden path
a bee still at work

Elaine Patricia Morris
(c) September 2016

4 days into September

A haibun.

I am busy compiling a Cento which is a collage of other poets work. It is fun but not sure where I stand on publishing it on here so I offer a haiku instead.

cento collaged words
in music it’s a mixer-
my unpublished fun

Elaine Patricia Morris
(c) September 2016