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Becky’s Haiku: Light of Gold

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As morning’s touched by

a light of gold, a thankful

Tune sings in my soul.

I have attempted yet another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “gold” and “sing”. I am enjoying the challenge of putting different and even opposite words in such a short poem.  If you like word challenges and haiku’s, then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/

Autumn in the Air

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Days are ever shorter

And gradually cooler;

As a later sun rise

Filters the morning sky.

Clusters of dangling leaves

Still adorned in shades of green

While clinging to their branching vines

Against the tide of passing time.

But then pause, look, and behold:

Vibrant splashes of yellow, orange, and gold.

And a leaf here and there

Silently lets go floating in the air.

The vaulting sky still illuminates radiant sunshine

As if determined to thwart the swiftly encroaching night.

Squirrels and other creatures too scurry to and fro

Gathering acorns and food before that first winter snow.

Days become ever cooler still

Until there is a blowing wintry chill

And all too soon all the once vivid leaves

Loosen their grasp in a blustery breeze

Fluttering downward, carpeting the ground;

Naturally accepting their time had come.

So quietly Autumn exits allowing Winter

To have its season amid this transitioning weather.

But even so with each new passing day,

I will choose to cherish this time that the Lord has made.

The Golden River

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One bright autumn day

I strolled along a waterway

Where the river curved and meandered

As contently, I walked and wandered.

Although shallow and quite low

Beneath the sun’s brilliant halo,

The stream displayed a calm vivid blue

As hardly a current rippled through;

Nature’s own reflective looking glass

Embedded between rocks and rust tinted grass.

And lo! An amazing glistening surprise

That met my wandering eyes;

As I peered across the aqua blue stream

to see a cluster of vibrant gold trees

Standing poised as their finely dressed branches hover

Over the tranquil and ever gentle river

Which mirrored in glorious reflection

A scene of equal and brilliant perfection

Of the trees crowned in leafy gold majesty

Glimmering in the water below my feet.

Such was the scene of blazing autumn gold

For my eyes and memory to grasp and behold.

I slowly continued my contemplative trek to the path’s end

And  reluctantly turned around to walk back homeagain.

And as I retraced my strolling steps,

I intently gazed so that I wouldn’t soon forget

This grand gift provided by peaceful nature;

A wondrous stroll along the Golden River.