Looking toward Summer’s End


1.
Ripening pumpkins
and drooping sunflower heads—
summer’s almost past.
 
2.
Scorching afternoon—
in labyrinths and tunnels
tiny creatures hide.
 
3.
Sheltered from the heat,
we tied bundles of sweetgrass
for ceremonies.
 
4.
End-of-summer dream:
The galaxy inside me,
some unseen hands wove.

© 2022 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
 
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Posted on September 9, 2022, in 5-7-5, haiku, Haiku My Heart, Poets & Storytellers United, Recuerda Mi Corazon, The Whirligig and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. MMT, this is a beautiful dream. But. I always said that the best
    part of teaching was Summer Break, next came Christmas holiday.
    I’m retired now, one of the best things is watching the traffic jams
    in the mornings and afternoons.
    ..

  2. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES

    Love this rich sequence and the mystical ending.

  3. I second Colleen, these are a pleasure to read.

  4. These are gorgeous, one leading to the next to the next. Sigh ………………..

  5. Very visual – and I like best of all the more metaphorical one at the end..

  6. A beautiful selection of poems! I live in the country and have enjoyed seeing the pumpkins in the fields.

  7. I love your haiku’s, especially the last one! Yes, Summer’s almost past and I can’t wait for Autumn! At the moment, we have heavy thunderstorms in the Netherlands (and a leak in our roof!) but everything is better than that heat… hope your days are mild and lovely! Enjoy your weekend, hug from Holland.

  8. Love all of these, especially the first–I’m so ready for ripening pumpkins and such… 🎃

  9. Ah ~ you write haiku well addressing the seasonal transition ~ Xo

    Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days ~
    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

  10. Thoroughly enjoyed this series of haiku.

  11. I love #3 in particular. It reminds me of Mama.

  12. you are a galaxy of light, one that is best seen, felt, heard and transformed-when you write haiku. i am swept away by the beauty of your heart, you brighten even the most ancient stars. thank you.

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