2006-12-11

868. Hanging On

the last leaf
flutters in the wind —
all day long

11 comments:

Masago said...

868.
the last leaf
flutters in the wind —
all day long

Link with 867: Fall / Not fall.

[One Saturday morning early this winter I looked out the window and noticed a leaf on the tree in the backyard. It was hanging on for dear "life" as the wind tried hard to put it down. It was a pretty tough little leaf though as it fluttered like that all day long!]

Senile Butterfly said...

Must have been a long, long day. Nice one.

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

I love how you now explain your work!

Kathleen Marie said...

I am amazed I stumbled across someone who loved haiku. I also write haiku although I am an amateur at best but I will post some within the next day or two if you are interested.

I think I have posted one or two poems. I sincerely enjoy your haiku's.

Glad I stopped by

polona said...

...and it was red (at least the one i saw). very nice.

Aurora said...

What a brave leaf! :)

Masago said...

SB: Thanks. Actually, days are getting shorter here. :-)

Andrew: Thank you, my friend!

Kathleen: I am pleased you stumbled here and enjoyed the haiku in this blog. I look forward to your haiku posting(s). Please come again.

Polona: Thanks. Come to think of it, this one was on the reddish side as well...or was it more yellow. I'm glad some heinous crime wasn't involved and a witness was needed. :-)

Aurora: What a little soldier. :-)

Senile Butterfly said...

But it seemed like a long, long day for the last leaf . . . clinging desperately to the tree . . . in the icy wind. ;-)

Masago said...

Yes, from its perspective it was a long day, and perhaps a long night (I did not keep track of how long it sustained its grasp on the tree). Thanks.

Anonymous said...

I like this one! Borut

Masago said...

Borut: Thanks.