PattyMagerHaikuHaven

Autumnal Musings

In this place of rock and sand, cool moss and good earth, I lose myself in reflection.

shadow land

my deeper self

a leaf fluttering

Precious relics are buried here. Baby teeth collected by the tooth fairy, a tiny lock of my baby's hair

symbolic of his first haircut. Crystals, quartz, and spiderwebs gossamer as silk

spun by the light of the waning moon.

lines in the sand

a language of its own

whispers in my heart

Autumn days, warm as butter quickly change to chilly nights. And I, a contented cat

enjoy a cornucopia of earthy colors and pungent scents; Chrysanthemums, lilies and wheat, surround

yellow harvest candles, aglow in dimming light.

mums and marigolds

mini-suns

brighten hearth and heart

cut stems

laying on the table

do they cry

Abandoned nests, the fledglings gone, have found their wings.

For now I'll claim them and set them among the stone elves and tiny pumpkins.

Spouting leaves

and tendrils

reach for the sky.

Until the wind's rasp rattles

and long branches

backlash

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Patty Mager, a banker, Investor, and a poet, has been published in both the American and Fort Worth Haiku Society Journals and Bottlecap Magazine. She has been published in The Elms, a literary publication sponsored by Eureka College on several occasions. She had a two page article published about her in 2004 in the Webster-Kirkwood times, featuring four of her poems. When she was a young girl she wanted to be an artist but lacked the talent to succeed. She finds that poetry fills that void. Now she successfully creates pictures using her vivid imagination and her love for words.