No lamps

I read a lovely poem of Merril’s which is called a cherita haibun, in turn inspired by Janice’s poem which is in response to the carpe diem prompt on the theme of ‘autumn lamplight.

This is mine.


No lamps on this quiet lane


Only moonlight shows

where meadow ends and road begins.


After dark, hare and pheasant

take the man road home,

easier than long grass and brambles.


Autumn leaves drift

across the lane—hideaways

make in the hedges.



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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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