Haiku
feuille-morte
slow rot drifts down, as memories of summer fade lurid wistfulness ~~~ I thought the ghastly history of the word "lurid" makes it a fitting adjective for this haiku and also a great word for describing the color of the dying leaves. The word comes from the Latin 'luridus', which was used in the 17th century to describe the pale yellowish color of diseased or bruised skin.
By Imola Tóthabout a year ago in Poets
Ephemeral
crimson wonderland laced with gold and emerald— just for an instant. ~~ 🍂 I got some time off in the forest at work because the forester was 2 hours late. So I sat down under an oak tree and wrote at least a dozen of haikus for this challenge. I finally got myself a waterproof notebook, so I can write down my ideas.
By Imola Tóthabout a year ago in Poets
