Inner autumn calls,
embracing a
seasonal change.
The wind howls
for rest,
as light narrows.
Counterfeit death nears
God’s grace is
revealed.
With the last harvest
winter comes,
the weary soul find rest.
@Blue_Owl #HaikuSaturday Grace
Winter grants Fall's wish
for an encore flower dance,
frost procrastinates.
Summer's warmth lingers.
Harvest-in, farmer's delight-
Sweet whispers of thanks.
Winter winds whistling
Indian Summer's last stance
Bowing gracefully
Posted Haiku Foundation for Early Harvest Aug 2022
Nature's splendor yields
a harvest of abundance,
Thankfulness expressed.
Inner autumn calls,
time to embrace season’s change.
The wind howls for rest.
Light narrows yet shines.
Truth displayed for all to see,
God’s bountiful grace.
Counterfeit death nears.
The last harvest, winter comes.
Weary souls find rest.
Rhonda Bronte Brown is a National Board-Certified Teacher and retired teacher/counselor whose work has appeared in Better Than Starbucks, The Trouvaille Review, Meat for Tea, The Orchards Poetry Journal and The Best Haiku 2025 international anthology and several online journals. She holds both a BS and a Master’s degree and writes children’s literature and poetry exploring nature, SEL, and STEM.
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