Seven Haiku: November

the big yellow rat
feeding at the bird feeder
thinks he is a finch

in the trick mirror
the ape gives us a big smile
says i am your friend

the northern snow geese
fly south for the short winter
on rusting hinges

the swollen river
bites at the rocky shoreline
old soil gone to sea

how quickly the smile
on the halloween pumpkin
sags into a scowl

carbs turn to sugar
with the kiss of the first frost
november carrots

the girls in their coop
squawk their thanksgiving orders
beet greens fresh rain washed

“on a withered branch
a crow has alighted
nightfall in autumn” ~ Basho


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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3 Responses to Seven Haiku: November

  1. a lovely array of disguises

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