55 thoughts on “fate paints green leaves red

  1. So very true, it was a masterpiece here, deep reds to dark browns, it will all blend to grey by the end of the week. Oh yes, and with that darn time change we could add black. Adore your seasonal poem, john. Captures this time well.

  2. John your poem is not only beautiful in a natural way but in an implication that we may experience vibrant color in the Autumn of our lives before the bitter barreness of Winter. Excellance as always.

  3. Another lovely haiku John! Reminds me of this Frost poem:

    “My November Guest”
    by Robert Frost

    My Sorrow, when she’s here with me,
    Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
    Are beautiful as days can be;
    She loves the bare, the withered tree;
    She walks the sodden pasture lane.

    Her pleasure will not let me stay.
    She talks and I am fain to list:
    She’s glad the birds are gone away,
    She’s glad her simple worsted grey
    Is silver now with clinging mist.

    The desolate, deserted trees,
    The faded earth, the heavy sky,
    The beauties she so truly sees,
    She thinks I have no eye for these,
    And vexes me for reason why.

    Not yesterday I learned to know
    The love of bare November days
    Before the coming of the snow,
    But it were vain to tell her so,
    And they are better for her praise

  4. John, a beautiful Haiku, both on the surface looking at the changing of the seasons, as well as the changes that take place in life (only my interpretation). Truly lovely.

    Warm wishes,
    Pepperanne

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