Haiku

The last maple leaf

having let go of the branch 

second-guessed its choice.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

Old rickety steps

each step strewn with leaf debris

leading nowhere new.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

Last plucked from the vine,

summer's juicy gift lingers

destined for my tongue.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

The sky flows towards 

upended kayaks resting

on the inlet shore.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

Bookended by oaks

glowing sunset confection,

sweet sherbet colors.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

Oh, Mother Morro!

Steadfast refuge for wildlife;

sacred ancient land.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

In the black abyss

glorious color shifting

revealing a path.

-Kathryn Harper

Haiku

A gondola skims
across the bay, ushering
the evening's peace.

-Kathryn Harper