#PoetryFriday/Haiku/Seasonal Poems
Summer’s hourglass
Unapologetic tides
Disband sandcastles
Jill Dailey
Sometimes goodbyes are bittersweet, or even incomplete… I’ve found this summer felt a lot like that. Goodbye to a sweet season of swimming, a bit of fun beach time and sun-drenched nature walks. Bittersweet goodbyes to people, places, things…
The going-to-seed of our small gardens and the ushering in of the Autumn, New England, temperatures here, alert me to the need to let go. The day time temperatures still tease summer, but the evenings are whispering Fall. So this morning, I’m sipping coffee and looking out at the garden going-to-seed and reflecting on the ways that I can put out the welcome mat to a new season. Reluctantly, I’m giving into the tides of change. Still, not before one more cup of coffee, or one more cool dip in the pool.
Check out the wonderful Poetry Friday Roundup hosted by Patricia Franz . She shares poems bidding farewell to summer as well!
Great minds, Jill!
What is it about summer’s end and reluctance. Autumn is my favorite season and yet I love to see summer linger. Yet, I hear those waves and temps clapping their hands like a camp counselor, calling out “Disband!”
Here’s to welcoming Fall — with coffee!
Hi Patricia, yes to accepting change, welcoming Fall and enjoying those moments with a cup of coffee! Hope you’re having a great start to the new season:)
Jill, I am in Rhode Island and feeling summer slipping away and really connect with your haiku, especially feeling those “unapologetic tides” and hoping that I can also “put a welcome mat out to the new season” and remember what my MIL used to say: “every season has its joys.” Thank you for the poetry goodness and photo glimpses into your garden!!
Mona, yes to every seasons having its joys! The Haiku pic b.t.w. is from RI. We have family and friends there:) I do love the natural rhythm of the seasons and seeing the change in our New England gardens and landscapes:)
The summer/fall transition is indeed a special one. Love those “unapologetic tides.” Thanks, Jill.
Rose, summer to fall always feels the most dramatic to me, a lovely transition indeed:)
Yes, “unapologetic tides.” Great line. I am finding it interesting that so many of us are expressing our melancholy about the end of summer in our poems this week. I must say I am loving the lower humidity!
Cathy, I see the poetic threads of our seasonal melancholy in this week’s post too. I tried to comment on your blog, but can’t seem to post, Argh technology, however I wanted to let you know I so enjoyed the inspiration of crayon colors and related to your ocean poem for Bittersweet. Happy less humidity and cooler temps.:)
It’s a resounding window slam hereabouts-95 degrees than 65 the next day and following. Nothing subtle, that’s for sure.
Hi Pam, yes, I relate:) I’m between shorts and sweatshirts all the time, lol.
My garden brims with such joy and promise in spring, but it’s looking pretty ragged now…especially since a deer wandered in when the trash can no longer blocked the side walkway. I woke up to my yellow pear tomato plant decimated. Sigh. The zinnias have been picked nearly clean by the goldfinches, and the mosquitoes have prevented me from weeding. Our week of heat seems to be over now, so I’ll be able to get out and restore a bit of order before saying a proper autumnal goodbye.
Mary Lee, those goldfinches so handsome and yet they ravage the garden! I love your sentiment to restore order, I think that’s a helpful thought. Clean up, physically weed the garden, helps the seasonal transition. Glad your week of heat is over, one transition I look forward to is shedding the shorts and putting on some cozy warmer sweatshirts:)
I imagine you must be near a beach, and see the bittersweet “disband sandcastles”. I only get to one once a year, so this is a new thought to me, both good and not so much. We’ve had so much heat & no rain that I welcome any change, though it doesn’t appear to be soon here. I do see your need to let go, Jill, and enjoyed the post.
Linda, I’m within an hour or two of a beach, so I’m grateful for that. It seems I’m a bit grumpy lately about change and yet of course, it’s inevitable. Today we welcomed in some cool temperatures in our area and I hope the heat in your area “disbands” giving you some rain soon!
Jill, I’m enjoying the end of summer posts today, as I sit in the desert on this rainy cool day. Your thoughts about the changing of the seasons have made me sit with them and consider what it’s like for you in the NE. I can see the hesitation in letting go of your warm summer days, and yet the hourglass sand moves.
Denise, oh your desert climate is much different and I’m on my way to welcoming in the cooler temperatures. Love a warm sweater and cozy reading time too:) So I’ve accepted my farewell to summer via the Haiku, and hope your September welcomes in wonderful poetry & more!
Love “unapologetic tides” and while it’s bittersweet, I’m toasting with my coffee cup — {Clink} — here’s to autumn unfolding.
Karen, (clink) to your cuppa as well and hope you have a wonderful start to Autumn!
I was just thinking yesterday that the transition to autumn is especially laden. There’s so much to do, and the temperature’s fall (ha!) and our garden’s steady raggedy progression make it impossible to ignore. There’s a sort of urgency to it. Harvest the crops! Stack the wood! Batten down the hatches! Here’s to one more sip of coffee!
Molly, yes the urgency, I think that is a big part of seasonal transitions. The raggedy progression of the garden, love that description, and the calls that we hear to harvest. Yes and most of all to reach for another cup of coffee:)