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Last Summer Rose

last summer rose
a sentinel holding vigil-
crisp leaves

colored
leaves falling on brown grass-
wood fire

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Caren Krutsinger

September 19, 2020 at 3:03 PM

Beautiful imagery my friend!

M. L. Kiser

September 22, 2020 at 8:30 AM

Thanks Caren.

Susan Ashley

September 7, 2020 at 10:50 AM

M. L., my imagination is indulged by the vivid sensory beauty of your haiku. A stirring piece. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

M. L. Kiser

September 7, 2020 at 4:04 PM

Thanks so much Susan.

Gershon Wolf

September 6, 2020 at 10:54 AM

Crisp...crinkle...A rose is a rose is a -- scattering of petals. Thanks for the visual stimulation, M.L! Smiles, Gershon

M. L. Kiser

September 7, 2020 at 4:04 PM

Lol, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Vijay Pandit

September 5, 2020 at 1:06 PM

Lovely capture of season changing...

M. L. Kiser

September 7, 2020 at 4:03 PM

Thank you Vijay.

Rico Leffanta

September 5, 2020 at 12:32 PM

Instantly reminded of Thomas Moore's, "'tis the last rose of summer blooming all alone ...." but in Eire, the grass is still green! Well done! Aloha, Rico

M. L. Kiser

September 7, 2020 at 4:03 PM

I thought of that too, when I saw that one lone rose.