Black Headed Gulls

 

Fearing my approach

gulls sidle away from me

before taking flight.

 

by Scooj

Parhelion

 

A left hand sun dog

hanging in the freezing sky

Winter’s on the way.

 

by Scooj

Windfall

 

Roaring winds recede

and stillness descends. Fallen

apples, food for worms.

 

by Scooj

I am Arctic hare

 

My Summer jacket

has yielded and been replaced

by my Winter coat.

 

by Scooj

What Autumn?

 

Mildest of weeks; this

prolonged seasonal stasis

is bewildering.

 

by Scooj

Biozen

 

My brothers and my

sisters; plants and animals.

We are biozens.

 

by Scooj

Conference

 

Learning and sharing;

a tireless thirst for knowledge

fires me up somewhat.

 

by Scooj

Swan song

 

A final flourish

as green leaves turn brown, then drop

and cruel winter comes.

 

by Scooj

  • edited to restore the correct syllable count (how embarrassing!)

Mistletoe

 

Autumn’s nakedness

unveils a seasonal boon

for Christmas kisses.

 

by Scooj

Redland Grove Park

 

A golden tide sweeps

in and children kick about

having fun; then rest.

 

by Scooj