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.