October haiku

Hölzl_Dachau

Last fiery blaze

flame leaves against summer blue

ripe golden season.

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Wind blows gentle shakes

leaves of vivid autumn hues

scattering bright gold.

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The brittle brown grass

gleams with last night’s broken glass

and gold bottle tops.

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October leaves fall

by November their red gold

a mere memory.

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When the noonday sun

is pale as dawn and wind bites

winter is coming.