Out West,
where you vacation,
the aspens will already be turning.
They turn in clusters,
because their roots connect them -- come back.
With deference to Scooter's embedded tanka to Judith Miller, I'm initiating an Unofficial I. Lewis "Scooter" Libby Poetry Challenge. See earlier discussion here:
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=104&topic_id=4945143#4948498Whether Scooter intended a strict tanka poem (5 verses of 5-7-5-7-7 syllables, 31 total) or simply was engaging in haiku kookiness, I submit my own subtle verse of multiple meanings in response.
Summer's delayed rise --
the Greenhouse of fixed tendrils
Roving wind of fall's
charged air carries out reason.
Hawks tumble from their tall 'spire.
Please feel free to put on your Scooter caps and post your own tanka or haiku as creative and nutty as you dare.