Wind’s blue chant
Makes red leaves jump –
Autumnal sax
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This poem was written for Carpe Diem “Sparkling Stars” #11, Jack Kerouac, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.
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And jack would have been moaning and jumping along with them!!
Nicely done …
Yeah he would – him, Ginsberg and Burroughs throwing shapes. Man, I bet they’d have been a sight! :O
And quite a sound too!
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Thanks, yes, I was trying for a jazzy, beat kind of feel here 🙂
You were on a roll .. a great encore!