Autumn Flame

Photo: David Slotto One of our maple trees (Acer Rubrum)

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.

Photo: David Slotto
One of our maple trees.

Poetry: Snapshots of September

Acer Rubrum

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.