Late october

frost on the pumpkin
row upon row of field corn
yellow light of fall

Hallows eve

Hallows eve sets free
old world spirits dressed as children
and old jack smiles

autumn sun

walking an old road
bare trees sighing in the wind
sunday afternoon

Tuesday

sword shield and polearm
the sweet smell of my helmet
Nordskogen fight night

morning morning

shadows on my mind

may my heart glow like the sun

dispelling my doubt

old time traditions

side walk candle light
pumpkins leering at the night
old house guardians

pondering fall

red leaves on the wind
you cannot force a haiku
waiting for the words

in the lodge

guard your spoken words
they go where you cannot
healing or harming

last breath

warm breezy fall day
red leaves falling down like snow
true colors shining

hammond exit

red trees in brown grass
buffalo wearing winter coats
watch the cars go by

Sunday Morning

 I hear in my bed
crows calling out our window
murder in the yard

fall trees shuddering
red leaves littering the grass

fall day

a leaf on the wind
floating here fluttering there
while stones are watching

Lunar eclipse

difficult to drive
watching the moon in shadow
wearing a red cloak

Snow in october

shiny wet asphalt
wet snow running down window
to early for this

october

cold west wind biting
small trees swaying to the beat
cleaning my backyard

Way home

driving in the rain
pondering the days events
enjoying silence

stepping

rain rings on pavement
yearning for tin roof porches
wood smoke  and coffee