October Harvest haiku "spots in time"

October  Harvest

 

SAGE

The desert sage burns,

Indian style – in the fireplace,

Logs giving off  incense.

 

She finds a baby rattlesnake

crossing the bridge; one baby is dead.

run over by a car.

 

Baby rattlesnakes

 are most dangerous; most toxic.

Simply, they lack control.

 

Lava rock is black,

Mistaken identity, in a white hollowed

Skull like piece of stone.

 

The cactus fruit thorns

Penetrate, like pins, needles

Into my finger !-

 

“Spiders, snakes, and  crows

Can be  my friends, Kathy says!

---- Is it possible?

 

Honey from buckwheat,

Honey from black sage is best –

-- clover is sweetest!

 

A red tailed hawk wheels

In October’s wind,

Rises, then swoops down.

 

Red leaves in Autumn,

Irresistible – pick three

Leaves – poison oak burns!

 

 

Gathering pink quartzite,

 rose stone silver crystals

---geological finds.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The red geranium

Poking through the railing, asserts

---its flowering  code!

 

Road runner in oak grove

With a lizard in its mouth,

Runs fast, at daybreak.

 

A hummingbird comes

 to the pentsimen,  turning,

hovers,  whirrs away. 

 

 

Emerald  hummingbird

pauses to taste the red nectar –

I gaze –Amazing!  

 

Looking out, deer grazing

gazing into  her pool like

eyes,-- yes, the Buddah!

 

Ravens, raptors

Arc,-- awk, awk, awk – circling high,

pivot on a dead branch.  

 

 

Crickets on the road,

Grey monotone, camouflague

--mute silent, leaping! 

 

I wake in a cloud,

mist all around. Birds chirping.

my porch - an aviary!

 

An owl wakes me

at 4AM, --who,who –ing-

Who. --Haunting indeed!

 

Pink breasted finch  

Chirping, perches on my sculpture –

--Where do the birds sleep?

 

As I saunter down

The mesa – my auburn hair

strand blows in the wind. 

 

The  hawk   hooks its claws

on my porch railing  – who is

more startled-  me?