(g) OctaTimbre/ Another Fall Observation (10.22)

Another Fall Observation
(OctaTimbre – eight words per ten lines)

You wonder sometimes if people are paying attention
Especially when you have to show your identification
Which I did several times this past week
Only one person wished me an early greeting
For my natal day anniversary; mile or millstone?
While the seasons may be changing, I wonder
How much have I? …in my own autumn
Far from my final winter – so I hope.
Daylight decreases, anxiety does not have to increase
As I plod along as I always have…

©JP/dh

I actually wrote this before reading this prompt – it fits please see:
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/10/22/sunday-writing-prompt-225-know-thyself/

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OctaTimbre: wordplay on the month of October; an 8 x 10 verse form:
Eight letters (same or different words, symbols), syllables or words by ten lines; in a single or multiple series of stanza. Created in honor of the month of October – octo being 8 and 10 – the tenth month on the secular calendar (by JulesPage September 30th, 2017)
Octa http://www.dictionary.com/browse/octa?s=t octa, octo meaning 8
Timbre http://www.dictionary.com/browse/timbre?s=t timbre because poetry can be like music

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(g) absorbed and absent (5.25)

absorbed and absent
(renga)

distracted by spring…
cleaning and the rain, I missed
another gem post

yesterday; rain continues
no outside play or walking

still dancing to my
music while packing away
my winter blankets

©JP/dh

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(g) Stella’s Spring Pass… (3.15)

Observing 15
Stella’s Spring Pass…
(haibun)

We ‘lucked out’ as it were only getting a bit more than a third of what was
predicted in snow. But the wintery mix of ice made up in grief for the loss in
total amount. And then of course we all in our little suburban slice of live
pulled together to help each other.

The larger snow blowers that could handle the ice…their drivers just kept
going…clearing walkways and driveways of elderly and housebound. And
some folk with more muscle; They too with shoveled extra.

I felt like I’d walked more miles yesterday than all the week before just going
walking back and forth on my drive trying to figure out where to put the shovels
and bricks of ice-mix-snow chunks I’d carved out. I did pace myself. I was out
four or five different times since six-thirty am. So my travels took me to an early
evening; retiring at six pm.

This morning we have some delays – and the city is still in a bit of a fix and has most
things are still shut down – since the streets are nigh impossible to pass, they’ve
got to haul out the snow in trucks (I think…that’s what they did last time anyway).

just a little stiff
from hopefully the last ‘snow’
of this odd winter

©JP/dh

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(g) Shelved Spring? (3.12) wp

Observing 12
Shelved Spring?
(Elfje series and katuata)

The
Crow Moon
was just setting
By seven close to
Dawn

The
Real feel
Temperature is ten
Fahrenheit, supposedly it’s nineteen
Degrees

Will
That lost
Hour bring spring
Weather Closer anytime soon?
No…

Tomorrow
We are
Expecting the most
Snow we’ve had all
Winter

Close to a foot is
Expected of the white flakes
Of this odd winter, this season

©JP/dh

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(g) Spring Sigh (3.5) wp

Observing 5
Spring Sigh
(haibun with tanka)

How does one celebrate spring
When in the winter of their own life?
Difficult as it is to remain independent
The neighbor in his nineties, finally is
Accepting help from those who may yet
Become closer than living relatives…
Knowing and accepting limitations also
Means knowing when to ask and accept help.
So yesterday he allowed her to take him
To the local barber…maybe Monday for groceries…
Once home he’ll return to the reverie of youthful springs

age is a number
days are marked off as they pass
soon spring will arrive

even though the weather hangs
tightly onto winter’s cloak

©JP/dh

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(g) Twiglet 9/ Exclamation: Winter! (1.31) wp

Exclamation: Winter!
(mini haibun)

Like hail, though not as dense
(If there was any sense to the weather)
Packed flakes fell while the sun shone
(squalls, mini balls of snow flown about, no tether)

Bouncing off the back porch roof
Twirling in unscripted ballet
One huge spotlight slowly shifted in the
Semi-blue sky with dust colored curtain clouds

odd phenomenon
less than half a dozen times
brief distraction points

©JP/dh

https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/2017/01/31/twiglet-9/
It’s a ball.

Note: A snowsquall (or snow squall) is a sudden
moderately heavy snowfall with blowing snow and
strong, gusty surface winds. It is often referred to
as a whiteout and is similar to a blizzard but is
localized in time or in location and snow accumulations
may or may not be significant.

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(g) chilled (1.29) wp

chilled
(a renga)

late morning, too cold
remembering the season
all to do is sigh

up two degrees from midnight
so, not much up from freezing

all to do is sigh
a season to remember
too cold, late morning

©JP/dh 1.29.17

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