autumn gusts
shudder ripples
on the river
~
rafales d’automne
frémissent des risées
sur le fleuve
seasonal rains
turn muddy paths into
frozen puddles
~
heading home last night
my cane slips on a patch,
leaves had turned to mulch
© Tournesol ’14
Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #33, Richard Wright on Autumn by Jen of Blog It Or Lose It
Oh, very nice — I love the “shudder ripples” for reasons that belong underground (!!!) — gives it an extra layer of meaning. 🙂 And how treacherous — those newly icy paths — yikes! A lovely photo to go with it —
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I can’t take that path anymore esp at the end of shift…too dangerous and dark…maybe when all the bushes have lost their leaves it will be okay.
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Perhaps —
Just be careful — yikes!
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Glad you like it, it’s my favourite too:)
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Wonderfully autumn set of haiku. Careful on the paths.
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Thanks, Janice. I shall be carefull, my son gave me a good scolding at the weekend:)
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Not yet here.. But soon those icy patches will come here too. The ripples from the wind says a lot to me.
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Glad you enjoyed this Björn. There are areas we’ve had snow but not sticking around yet. It’s only 3C…soon enough.
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That rippling shudder gives me a frisson of fear!
Inspired by Richard Wright
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I hope you didn’t hurt yourself when you cane slipped!
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Nah, didn`t fall thanks to the cane:)
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That is a relief!
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