Autumn

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In celebration of Colleen’s 100th poetry challenge! A haibun/tanka.

Autumn

I love autumn, even though it’s a season of dying. There’s no ignoring the withering of vines and weeds,ย the fading light and deepening chill. Leaves cease gobbling up sunlight and chlorophyll breaks down. The green ripeness withdraws, revealing shades of canary yellow, pumpkin, and fire-engine red… before crisping to brown. How softly life let’s go. With a breath of wind, it drifts and returns to the earth. Nature is wise, isn’t she… to make this time of dying so beautiful? There are lessons in each of her rolling seasons.ย The graceful fall of Fall mirrors my experience working in hospice. If we are lucky we will spend our autumns like the leaves, in beauty and glory, bright and brisk of spirit, joyous and beloved… and let go with a whisper to dance on the wind.

I glide with the wind
in autumn’s celebration
gold and vermillion
a confetti of crimson
dying in graceful beauty

141 thoughts on “Autumn

  1. Unquestionably my number one season!๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ’•

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  2. Anita says:

    Amazing! This is really beautiful, Diana. It’s my favorite season autumn because leaves start to change color. They change to red, yellow, and brown. In autumn, the leaves start to fall off of the trees. They fall off of the trees in autumn so new trees can start to grow in the spring. Thanks for sharing this information.

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  3. Thinking of you, Diana, as you’re away with your mom. Peace to her, and to you.

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