It is dark now when I wake. Fall is coming, though the air is still summer-steamy. The moon winks good morning and good-bye, in a sky that has turned from midnight blue to indigo. I watch as the sun, heralded by streaks of peach-tinged clouds, slowly rises, and the sky fades to bleached denim. A blue jay screams as he tries to land in the kitchen window bird feeder. He swoops and tries again, then heads back to the trees to tell of his adventures. I drink my coffee as the cats take their morning nap. Rosh Hashanah comes early this year. Soon—despite the heat—I’ll be baking loaves of round challah and simmering a pot of golden pumpkin soup for the new year.
lush green leaves and grass
harbor blue birds and brown squirrels—
one red-gold leaf falls
This Haibun is for dVerse, where Mish asked us to write about morning, and also for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday. For this 100th challenge, she left the words to us!
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Lovely – especially the last line
Thank you very much, Derrick.
The wheel turns. Lovely haiku 🙂
Thank you, Jane! 🙂
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Beautiful, Merril!
Thank you, Jill!
Your way with words is extraordinary — you use so few in this post and yet paint such vivid pictures in my mind’s eye as I read them…
This is such a lovely comment, Will. Thank you so much!
I got goosebumps reading this lovely Haibun, Merril. I could feel your longing for summer to stay, but also the comfort you get from celebrating the holidays that feed your soul. Gorgeous descriptions. ❤
Aww–thank you, Colleen. I started on the challah. Bread dough rising now. 🙂
Sounds wonderful. I can smell it! ❤
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The transition of fall and a new year … a good blend. 🙂
Thank you, Frank.
Nice description of the moon: “The moon winks good morning and good-bye”
Thank you, Frank. I seem to personify the moon a lot. 🙂
Vivid description here – the voluble bird in particular. I so liked how the verse moved from the outside, to the poet, to contemplation of time passing – and the new year.
Thank you very much, Peter.
It seems to be the way my mind works lately. 🙂
sounds and smells accompany the sights of morning, reading your haibun gives me a feeling of safety and warmth
That is very sweet. Thank you so much!
I so enjoyed your descriptiveness….especially “summer-steamy” and “streaks of peach-tinged clouds, slowly rises, and the sky fades to bleached denim.” The one red-gold leaf in your haiku is a nice echo to your prose, a subtle beginning to fall.
Thank you very much for your close reading and kind words, Mish!
I like the feel of the colors woven through this.
Thank you, Ken.
All beautiful but oh, that last line. It was like a calming exhale. ♥♥♥
That is lovely. Thank you, Robin!
I’m not ready for the red/gold leaves to fall, but I, too, feel it in the air. Lovely descriptive words!
Thank you very much, Beverly!
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There is such movement in this quiet haibun by Merril D. Smith!
Thank you, Robert! 🙂
Love the images and colors of fall!
Thanks so much, Grace!
Majestic use of words , that lead to so good visualisation
Thank you!
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Vivid! I could see and feel everything!
Thank you very much!
Lovely Haibun, Merril. Such beautiful imagery. 😀 xx
Thank you very much, Vashti!
You’re welcome. Have a great weekend!
You, too!
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