summer’s final breath
vanishes into fall as
weary trees exhale.
This haiku was written for the Write Tribe Contest 2.
talya
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
trees exhale
ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
THANKS FOR READING!
ramblings from an arkansas farm girl
summer’s final breath
vanishes into fall as
weary trees exhale.
This haiku was written for the Write Tribe Contest 2.
talya
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Brilliant!! Kind of summers last hurrah! Love it.
thanks Kathy!
Haiku delivers
what most people don’t expect
while being truthful!
Love it Bryan!
Beautiful is the word! 🙂
thanks for the entry.. Stay posted for the results 🙂
PhenoMenon
http://throodalookingglass.com/2013/10/dragonfly2/
Weary trees exhaling. Kinda makes those breezes I hear blowing through the trees take on a different meaning. Maybe they’re yawning and getting ready for their autumnal nap. 🙂
I love the weary trees exhaling – almost heard their sighs. Nice one.
Thank you Suzy!
That is a beautiful and elegant way of expressing the onset of fall and departure of summer.
I can feel the exhail’ing’. 🙂
Great tayla, Captured the mood perfectly