Fall Wealth: Five Faltering Haiku — written in a soporific daze.
©October 3rd, 2015
By Vijaya Sundaram
Tender the promise
Bulbs bearing spring in their roots
The gladness of growth.
Tulips, daffodils
Tight as little fists in bags
Raise a hue and a cry.
Biting roses, fierce
Fighting, thorny, so fragrant
I swoon, and get pricked.
Echinacea blooms
So pretty, so gay, but oh,
Deadly dull their names!
Tomorrow, go forth
Seek that herald of harvest:
Autumn’s fragrant breath.
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