floating maple leaf
slowly drifting to the ground
passed by an acorn
Things change; good ol' days
Are a distant memory.
Embrace the new ways.
random thumping sound
of nuts falling out of the tree
and striking the roof.
Skaters, pucks and checks--
Great! Hockey season is here.
Isn't Autumn nice?
The Apple
You have captured me with your charm, my lady;
You have enslaved me brutally in your prison.
From the very day that we had to part
I have found no likeness to your beauty.
I console myself with a rosy apple,
Whose scent is like the myrrh of your nose and your lips,
Its shape like your breast, and its colour
Like the hue which is seen on your cheeks.
-Judah Ha-Levi
debates go awry
A Candidate's doublespeak
Both parties seem tied.
many days go by
no blogs and haiku written
Days are incomplete
