out of season

[astroannie]

green leaves on my tree
dried and shriveled catch the wind
fall arrives in spring

[entwife]

spectacular, blends and leads us to spring, lovely annie

[Sasha]

Such a powerful effective haiku!
Creative, original and poignant. Wonderfully thought of!

Sash

[AliMariesDad]

We have a pin oak in the back yard that many times doesn't drop its leaves until winter or spring, so I can relate well to this. Also, this is a wonderful metaphor!!!!!! Outstanding haiku, aa!
AMD

[allmirth]

Such a lovely snapshot. Reading this now, anticipating a fall, which never really materializes in this neck of the woods, I really like the atmosphere of this. Congratulations on a well deserved Spotlight.

Thanks much for sharing.
Mirthy

[LorettaYoung]

Congratulations, beautiful picture; I am always intrigued at the whims of changing seasons and you brought this to mind. Loretta

[flux]

Reminds me of the novel, 'Frost in Spring.' Someone once said, a novel is a river and a poem is a fountain, and I think this is a good example of that idea. Well done on having this spotlighted.

[sparky21737]

Congrats on the well deserved spotlight. This is a beautiful poem with some stunning imagery. Thanks for sharing

Sparky

[Josie]

This is a very poignant image. Perhaps from ignorance, I am guessing the tree is suffering from not enough nutrients or water. Did the tree suffer from stress? I am remembering how an ice storm can devastate a healthy tree. I related the early demise of your tree's leaves with what one calls an untimely death for humans. Thank you for sharing.

[astroannie]

Thank you all for your kind words and the Spotlight nomination.

[dornicks]

I'm not good at haiku,but I like what you've said. Congratulations on the spotlight and thank you for sharing this,

dornicks

[potentialpoet]

In some ways I'm confused by "green leaves" being "dried and shriveled." That is contradictory in some sense, but I also like that it is illogical and unexpected. Of course, it perfectly sets up the "fall arrives in spring" concluding line. So, I'm set to wondering what has caused this? Why is fall arriving at the opposite time? What could that mean in personal terms?

The brevity is disarming and at the same time very potent, because it reads as a statement of the essence of something, some turn of events that came unexpectedly.

I can't imagine changing anything about this poem!

[astroannie]

I wrote this in March. Here in SE Texas, our northern trees don't turn pretty colors in the autumn (we don't really have autumn or winter, just a sort of rainy season) and shed their leaves, the leaves sorta hang on and dry up and then fall off whenever. Sometimes in what passes for spring, the old leaves are still falling off while the new leaves are growing in.

[dwells]

Annie - as I recall you had a medical issue last year but it was with your eyes. Josie said it best already and you subsequently explained, but what could one little drink hurt? BTW - many trees do likewise down here too. Congrats on the focused illumination, cheers! - Dan