Autumn Rain

Fall

By Susan LoblawPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

Vibrant autumn rain

Chilled breeze rustles crisp leaves

falls colorful dance.

Haiku

About the Creator

Susan Loblaw

Poetess...Wordsmith...Writer

I live in Bay Tree Alberta, which I don't think is even classified as a village. Just a gas station with a post office. For the moment, this is where I live, until I can go home again.

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

How does it work?

Add your insights

Comments

There are no comments for this story

Be the first to respond and start the conversation.

Keep reading

More stories from Susan Loblaw and writers in Poets and other communities.

She was only 3
She was only 3, When her little heart shattered His truck was hijacked, With her daddy inside. Control was lost
By Susan Loblaw4 months ago in Poets
Broken Yesterdays
In these battered halls are sung the songs of broken yesterdays Visions of sweeter tomorrows knelt blithely in the pews Un-bittered by want and regret
By Ian Read6 days ago in Poets
A Joyful Journey
“A thankful heart is a happy heart.” A thankful heart ‘fosters’ joy. Taking the time to say: “Thankyou” shows respect and appreciation
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff3 days ago in Poets
Why Working Harder Doesn't Feel Safer
There’s a particular kind of exhaustion that comes from doing everything you’re supposed to do and still feeling like you could lose everything at any moment.
By Danielle Katsouros5 days ago in Humans

Autumn Rain

Fall

About the Creator

Susan Loblaw

Reader insights

Be the first to share your insights about this piece.

Comments

Keep reading

She was only 3

Broken Yesterdays

A Joyful Journey

Why Working Harder Doesn't Feel Safer