The Fall Life

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Here is a series of Haikus put together when visiting the campground in this picture.  I haven’t written any poetry like this for over thirty years.  It was a pleasant experience.

The Fall Life

 
The quiet, cold breath  
Stirs the fallen leaves to life
As new pals greet them.

Naked branches creak
Bald from howling fall winds, still
Hosting winter nests.

The hectic fall life,
Busy animals working,
Watching, listening

A single stick cracks
Time stops for man and for beast
The waiting begins.

All life is afraid
Each knowing he is the prey
For the hunter’s plate

When the sun goes down
The stranger departs for home
The animals rejoice.

One last wind whispers
The trees creak their approval
Tired, the sun rests.

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About VanTrekker

I am a former vandweller in Eastern Iowa who, for several years (off and on), lived in a 2007 Chevy cargo van. I still travel around Iowa with my tortoise shell cat, Jennifer Stefanie. Our favorite place to explore is the Country Heritage Community, the four far northeastern counties of Iowa (Clayton, Winneshiek, Allamakee, and Fayette). Ride along as we fish in pristine trout streams, enjoy fine home cooked camping meals, and meet new people. It's all possible on a shoestring budget. Happy travels always! --- Brad, the "Van Trekker"

3 Responses to The Fall Life

  1. EarlyGrayce says:
    November 6, 2011 at 2:18 AM

    What a gorgeous photo! I can easily see your inspiration. Very well done!

  2. EarlyGrayce says:
    November 6, 2011 at 2:18 AM

    What a gorgeous photo! I can easily see your inspiration. Very well done!

  3. Bradford says:
    November 8, 2011 at 9:46 AM

    Thanks! It’s become a favorite retreat. In a few short weeks, there will be pictures of snowy trees, too!