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the fire under grace


I now see the fire
 you held beneath your calm green
color me awestruck

rene ~ 2010

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  1. smiles. fun wordplay...i rather like all the color unveiled...

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  2. your leaves change several weeks before ours do in the mid-Atlantic region (aka Pennsylvania). I hope I don't blink and miss it. I keep mt camera ready now/

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  3. I love the fire of change. It's what makes me yearn for the fall.

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  4. The image is a fantastically goo prompt and the poem rises to it beautifully.

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  5. What a brilliant haiku! Surprising too! Very clever!

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  6. Maybe I'm reading too much into it. But this poem seems to be aware that the color is always there and only shows after the chlorophyll goes away. Yet the poet still remains in awe of the beauty. That is the best way to use science.

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  7. Editors Note:

    Fred, do not look for scientific accuracy within these pages...you will be led horribly and magnificently astray

    Rene

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  8. What can be done to
    absolve me of the green
    that my fire be revealed?

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  9. Love this haiku!!

    And thanks for the nice comment over at my blog.

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  10. I'm with Fred Miller. Interesting idea that autumn shades are there all the time, masked by the green of photosynthesis! Colour meunioneun awestruck too.

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  11. Colour me awestruck......! Fabulous. Would fit nicely into a song that line!

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  12. Quite nicely done Rene! I enjoyed that.

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  13. WOW!! So short but powerful. LOVE IT!!!. You do it again, REne. How do you do that? :)

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  14. i like the reveiling of the colors the summer has kept back until now..beautiful

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  15. Thanks everyone for reading and commenting..I hope you all enjoyed a lovely autumn weekend and are now enjoying gorgeous fall weather

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  16. I love it! - hard to remember sometimes in thrall of summer...

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