modest gathering
Here is some verse I’d like to share. First a few haiku, inspired by the natural world. Then a poem about pie.
(1)
Over northern sky
Aurora Borealis
Amazes our world
(2)
Over southern sky
The Aurora Australis
This locus astounds
(3)
Horses are aware;
They don’t care who wins because
Horses want to run
(4)
Horses who stand still
Are wiser than we, for they
Know quiet learning
Pie Outside Can’t Hide
Crimp pie crust
Not too hard, ‘cause
Dust to dust
Enjoy the crimp
With elf and imp
Like will-o-the-wisp
When fall is crisp
We bake our wares
To cool on stairs
Steam sprite-rises
No surprises
Wafting dessert:
Magic food alert!
(Gradmama the other day used a couple of words I like, so I added them in here. Kind of like trying new ingredients in a pie.
clcouch123 
June 21, 2016 at 5:54 am
This was delightful!!! Every haiku written with such poise! And what a unique way to talk about pie!
(I love mixed berry pie) 😀 😀
June 21, 2016 at 11:51 am
Thank you! I’m finding new enjoyment in haiku. If a haiku comes across smoothly, I can assure you it didn’t start that way. I like to employ nature, which I think is traditional to the form. Of course, it’s my turn-of-the-century postmodern viewpoint as well. Crimp and will-o-the-wisp (will o’ the wisp) Gradmama had in a list of words. I like those words and don’t hear them often. And this time could not let go of them. And now I’ve told you so much more than you wanted to know. Well, maybe you’ve stopped reading before now. If not, have a wonderful Tuesday, my dear friend!
(I love mixed berry pie, too!)
June 21, 2016 at 5:46 pm
Of course I read till the end. Tch.. I am an avid reader, and I am always all ear when you share. Love your wisdom!
🙂 Yay for mixed berry pie! 🙂
June 22, 2016 at 5:20 pm
Thanks, Dajena, for sharing your generous spirit!
June 21, 2016 at 8:03 pm
Great haiku’s Christopher. Each one unique and catchy. I liked how you talked about pie and the “crimp.” Great job.
June 22, 2016 at 5:19 pm
Thanks, Mandi! I’m happy you like the haiku form. I’m rather taken with it. And crimp was fun to work into a poem.