2007-09-18

Rengay Through the Seasons #3 [1-3]

by Masago: Rengay 3, Verses 1-3 (of 6)

Little beggar... squirreling away pine cones / in our roof.
A layer of dark moss, on each cedar shake.
Yellowing larch — the wind shakes more needles / onto the ground.

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9 comments:

Reflekshins said...

very artfully done

Pamela said...

can't wait for tomorrow

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

This one is dark.

Borut said...

Life..., receding...

floots said...

ah mortality
dark as andrew said
well done

John McDonald said...

enjoying
john

aurora said...

Definitely enjoying.

polona said...

yes, dark... but beautifully done.

Masago said...

Thank you everyone.

You are right about this verse being dark. That wasn't my intention. I have therefore changed the first line from "Dying tree" to "Yellowing larch". This is more in line with the feel of the entire poem as well as supporting the Autumn season (larch needles turn yellow and fall in the autumn, leaving the trees leafless through the winter).