Autumn Haiku- 2016

wasting an hour

with thoughts that come and go

patio sparrows

empty stretch of freeway-

silhouette and absence

colors off the sunset

first gold of autumn receding into myself

new moon,

a cat prowls the yard

without a memory

my old school

oh how the leaves drift

long after recess

slow grey over

a clear blue afternoon-

I keep my peace

one last cricket

beside her I walk

a world our own

oak framed steeple

colors hang and speak

their silent presence

election day

cloud layers cover

inalienable blue

raking the yard,

the smell of last year and all

the years before that

green gone

to cinnamon and sepia,

rugged russet