Haiku
The Polish
Autumn
autumn forest
gold paint on the landscape
not yet quite dry
hawthorn on the
wind
between you and me
a blazing flame
the last train has
departed
on the empty platform
only the wind
the first frost
around the tree a circle
of yellow fallen leaves
walk on the beach
the sea ebbs and flows
under my feet
autumn storm
freezing amber seekers
drink tea with vodka
