Monday, September 21, 2009


I am falling, like

Icarus, on wings of wax

Back onto the Earth


The end of the world

Is not as far as it seems

When it is up close


Mist, like a blanket

Covers the ground. I am

In its silken grasp


Fall has arrived now

A stiff wind from the west

Clears the old away


Karen Brook Westhaver said...

Walt! Extraordinary haiku! Simply beautiful and soooooo evocative. Loved them! I guess getting way overtired and then a little rest must do something marvelous to the poetic part of your brain!!! Difficult journey, but wow oh wow, what a result! Thank you for posting these. Beautiful way to start my day.

Elizabeth @ The Garden Window said...

This is amazing. Thank you !

Susie Hemingway said...

Very lovely Walt, great use of words, love the phrase "I am in its silken grasp" and then the reference to Autumn. You must keep this up - very nice indeed!