
Shivering in the cool air shortly after dawn, you can see her breath in smoke signals as she walks quickly to stay warm. Lunchtime has a change of heart…
midday radiance
greets a summer’s breeze –
season’s treat
fall’s tucked up on a shelf
dead leaves shed their tell-tale scents
© Tournesol ’15
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie






