Autumn lights the leaves;
trees flaming red-gold, smoke-soft,
until the first frost.
For haiku heights September challenge. Today’s prompt is lights, and I saw a tree half-turned to red beside the road this morning.
Finding an acorn
on the pavement, I moved it
onto the damp earth.
For haiku heights September challenge. The prompt is ‘creation’. This is almost a real incident from my walk to work this morning – except it was a conker, which I wasn’t sure would mean much to anyone apart from ex-English schoolboys!