Since my theme is nature this month, I have to have a haiku prompt, and since it’s September, what could be better than a prompt for fall haiku? I wrote the poem below a few years ago. Fall may still be my favorite season, but my taste seems to be changing. Spring and summer have been garnering more of my affection lately. But fall still brings the best weather to the Buckeye State.
Crisp–the word for fall.
Ripe apples, dry leaves, sharp winds
That hint of winter.
JPC Allen
Please leave your fall haiku in the comment below.
This poem distills the essence of what October means to me. What are your favorite things about October?
I haven’t had a poetry spark since April, so to celebrate the beginning of fall this Saturday, write a haiku for autumn. The poem above is haiku. I split up the lines to get it to fit on the picture.
