dry leaves–
helping my father
with his death poem

3 Responses

  1. Garry Says:

    A touching haiku. Reminds us of all the things we leave undone. Thank you.

  2. Mike Schoenburg Says:

    Like your poem!

    red orange yellow
    autumn celebrates
    the dying leaves

  3. Marie Shimane Says:

    Your 'dry leaves' infuse this poem, for me, with a sense of all the dying person has accomplished–akin to putting leaves between the pages of a book and there they stay as memories of another time. The beauty of the leaf has gone but not its significance.

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