Indian summer —
stepping into the path
of her perfume
Published by
Jeremy Pendrey
Jeremy has been writing haiku and senryu since 2007. His work has appeared in several haiku journals, including Frogpond and Modern Haiku. Jeremy likes to look to the outdoors for poetic inspiration, but often ends up instead finding it in his family, work, play, and the rest of the ebb and flow of daily life. He lives in Walnut Creek, California with his wife, their two children, and a dog named Bingo.
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Indian summer,
rusty leaf –
flying butterfly
Indian summer,
How lovely!
marion
An endearment, to be sure.
Nice. For me Indian Summer is that unexpected warm period during the colour season where you realize the sensory world is opening again. So stepping into the scent of a woman's perfume is akin to a sensual experience.
Great. With the thought provoking quality of something that does not make simple-minded sense.
The indian summer always makes me happy and remind me how beautiful our earth is :-).
Actually, it felt like creating something new for a new way. Very interesting and attractive