Poetry Friday tanka, #inktober and painting

I’m wrapped in the roundness of fall, and for Poetry Friday I’m sharing  an autumnal tanka poem and ink and watercolor painting; also for inktober. I’m also sharing a  fall poem by Carl Sandburg and one by Mary Oliver.

SEEDS OF TOMORROWS FRUITS

Autumn casts its net 
capturing round treasures,
seeds of tomorrows
fruits, ready and eager
to nurture earth‘s nature.

© 2017 Michelle Kogan

 

AUTUMN MOVEMENT
by Carl Sandburg

I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.

The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper
sunburned, woman,

      the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.

Read the rest of the poem at the Academy of American Poets

 

FALL

by Mary Oliver

the black oaks
fling their bronze fruit
into all the pockets of the earth 
      pock pock

they knock against the thresholds
the roof the sidewalk
fill the eaves
     the bottom line

of the old gold song
of the almost finished year
what is spring all that tender
    green stuff

Read the rest of the poem at the Poetry Foundation

Drop by Leigh Anne Eck’s blog, A DAY IN THE LIFE, for this weeks Poetry Friday Round up, with more poems. Thanks for hosting this week Leigh Anne!