The Dignity of Winter by Rhonda Brown

Wind rustles the leaves.

Trees shimmer yawning deeply,

Anticipation.

Autumn equinox,

the balance of light and dark,

time juncture converts.

Turn your face eastward.

Fall moon on the horizon

blazing golden hues.

Extravagant colors!

A migratory bird's last song.

Light wanes for evening.

Winter grants Fall's wish

for an encore flower dance,

frost procrastinates.

Nature splendor yields

a harvest of abundance,

Thankfulness expressed.

Inner autumn calls,

time to embrace season’s change.

The wind howls for rest.

Winter winds whistling

Indian Summer's last dance

Bowing gracefully

Winter’s dignity

Lifeless trees quiet strength

Autumn seeds nestled deep-

Sheltered. 

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I am a retired teacher/school counselor. As an active member of SCBWI and Storyteller Academy, I participate in both local and online critique writing groups. My educational degrees include a Masters in School Counseling; BS in Family Life/Social Work from LSU and I am a National Board-Certified Teacher. I have a single Haiku published in Better Than Starbucks magazine, February 2022.