Sunday, August 19, 2012

Green Grass Summers

My green grass summers
are but brown grass memories
as my days shorten.

For Haiku Heights and dVerse

25 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Amen!! Mine, too!!

Sioux said...

And sometimes the grass gets so dry, it just blows away...

Brian Miller said...

least that means less mowing you know...smiles...actually this is very emotive...nice mz

myheartslovesongs.com said...

i need new/more words to describe your poetry, MZ ~ this is stunning!

Claudia said...

sadness swinging in this...wonderfully captured in such few words mz

Sri Valli said...

Touching haiku...nicely penned..

beccagivens said...

This I can totally relate ... Good to visit Mama Zen!!!

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ds said...

A beautiful sadness...sigh...
Thank you.

Blossom Vydrina said...

heartfelt sentiment
sad to see the light leave, but will be happy for the heat to break

Fred Rutherford said...

What better way to convey a season like summer than with the Haiku, such a natural form of poetry. As always, your use of Haiku is always the utmost pleasure to read. Thanks

Mary said...

Here too...but yesterday we had some torrential rain. Sigh, a bit late to help the farmers who really suffered in this area this year.

Far Beyond The Ridge said...

Brown grass is better than no grass on barefoot memories.
Rick

Fireblossom said...

Robert Browning wrote passionately about "the last of life, for which the first was made". Or, as George Harrison sang, "sunrise doesn't last all morning." I think that, the shorter the days, the sharper and more compelling they can be. When we're "green", we think we have forever; when we realize we don't, it can be a blessing, albeit a difficult one. Ask any race horse...it's the last quarter turn that counts.

Dick Jones said...

I'm kind of doing it the other way round: with the shortening of the days, my brown grass summers now all too often give way to green grass memories! But I know what you mean and this is nicely done.

hedgewitch said...

Nature is a never-failing mirror, and this reflection rings sharp and true. OTOH, no matter how old you get, you can still feel the rain, and tend the seeds.

Goku shrestha said...

short but good :)

Sheila said...

ha...do you live in my neighborhood? (smiles)

manicddaily said...

Yes. Well put and so wonderfully distilled. k.

PattiKen said...

Lovely, but sad. I know you have some green grass memories in there. Those are the ones to cherish.

Grace said...

Lovely haiku MZ ~

Susan said...

aw. Too bad. On the literate level, it simply sounds true, but on a figurative/symbolic level, I've got to wish you a better fall and winter. Strong Haiku!

Laurie Kolp said...

Lovely!

Tigerbrite said...

Brilliant :)

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Thank you
and
ouch.

Love, Mosk

Arnoldo L. Romero, MLA said...

Wow! I love the analogy in your haiku. Blessings!