summer’s end
the sparkle of coins
in the fountain
Published by
Bob Lucky
Bob Lucky is the author of Careful Not to Startle the Yaks (Cyberwit, 2025) My Wife & Other Adventures (Red Moon Press, 2024), My Theology: Not Always True But Always Truth (Cyberwit, 2019), Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books, 2018), a winner of the James Tate Poetry Prize 2018, and Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2014). He lives in Portugal.
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The backdrop of stars overflowing into the poem's space certainly makes you feel you are both seeing coins sparkle in the fountain, and beyond.
Great!
warm regards,
Alan
With thanks,
The haze has risen
Glancing into the bird bath
Hundred stars float there
Simply lovely, Bob.
So well seen, Bob!
__ Too, I thank you for your generation this: it sees, but we may not see… it. _m
a cardinal
perched in the reddened leaves
it sees
Lovely, resonant, expansive haiku…
unplugged
fountain, splashing
jay
Birch trees dappled leaves
Tremble in Autumn's breeze
Shadows slant. Sharp. Bright
Lovely image Bob. As we often think of foliage and other typical fall items, fountain coins are such a refreshing image. Sparkling away in autumn sun, it’s very magical.
Lovely image Bob. As we often think of foliage and other typical fall items, fountain coins are refreshing and unexpected. Sparkling away in autumn sun, it’s very magical.
Thanks to everyone for the kind words and the additional haiku.
This is a wonderfully uplifting haiku, Bob, especially when combined with your surname! :)
marion