Photo: David Slotto
One of our maple trees (Acer Rubrum)
When you close your eyes,
pain is red
with orange around the edges
and a sporadic flash of gold,
like the Acer Rubrum
outside your window.
Linked to this morning’s Monday Meanderings prompt: color and mood.
Photo: David Slotto
One of our maple trees.
Here are three short poems that I’ve written in autumn. Maybe Haiku, maybe not–depends on how strictly you interpet the 5-7-5 rule…that’s why I call them snapshots.
September Moon
Whose Moon shines when
summer grows cold and a flower questions
if her sun knows how to shine?
Autumn Flame
When you close your eyes,
pain is red
with orange around the edges
and a sporadic flash of gold,
like the Acer rubrum
outside your window.
Fall Equinox
New Moon darkness shines.
Puddles reflect flashing neon.
Rain splashes asphalt.
These poems are submitted to Jingle’s Poetry Open House.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 