Haiku

Autumn

Crisp leaves descending

Autumn clings to summer’s warmth.

Doomed to surrender.

Winter

Unforgiving ice.

On a bitter winter’s night.

Despairing darkness.

Spring

A chill spring morning,

All the grass shining with frost.

A mournful beauty.

Summer

A fresh breath of wind.

The warmth of an August day.

The dawning of peace.

--- Isilthrar

I've never really liked haikus that much. If a poem doesn't have a smooth rhythm or rhyming, I tend not to enjoy it. But it was an English lesson, I was very bored, there was a poster about haikus on the wall and I had my notebook with me. According to friends and family, this is a good piece, so... (shrugs) I hope you liked it. Review. Or don't, I suppose.

(floats away on a purple cloud)