Autumn has arrived in the high desert of Arizona. Chilly winds create trails of fallen leaves, while migrating birds say their brief hellos and fly south. Coats, hats, and gloves have replaced summer's light wear, and I wonder where time now hides.
Colleen Chesebro invites us to consider the season and submit a poem. The tanka below was easy to write. Seeing geese at the river's edge, I flew with them for a bit and with my poem, I tried to capture that movement. I hope you like it.
My descriptive autumn words (Japanese Kigo) include - grey skies, fields golden, and geese at the river's edge. Maybe you'd like to offer a poem for this beautiful season? I'd love to read it.
Have a wonderful week, dear friends. ❤️