Fall Haiku Contest

Winter is coming
To chase away Falls colors
Bringing the white snow

give us joy
give him thanks
give love

i see no zombies
my pumpkins have all been picked
change of seasons, yes?

Football on TV
The turkey in the oven
Thanksgiving is here

When fall, a feast, comes
To adorn seasons table
Share harvest bounty

The game is the thing
The Buff more about to bring
Friends who teach us strings

As the Settler smiles,
Gazing upon his Castle,
The Settler settles.

Oh, yet another
Contest with random victor
No effort required

The harvest has come,
The seeds we've sown are ready,
Let the reaping start,

days are short and cold
leaves are mostly dry or gone
autumn has begun

Walk and look at leaves
toe hits curb, balance is lost
and thus, fall begins

The legend lives on
From the Chipawa on down
to the lake they call

Gitche gumee, the
Lake it is said, never gives
up her dead when the

The wind bitter cold
Leaves color, wither and fall
From grey shadow skies

Leaves of gold and red,
the smell of apples baking,
Winter is coming

Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Isn't that funny?

I can count to five.
Seven is a bit tougher.
I think I did fine!

Come on, really guys?
Yet another lame contest?
Why not fix the game?

empty and barren
fields dot the land, mementos
the pumpkins are gone

As summers heat ends,
brings the cooler temps and longer nights,
as yet another season passes

Settlers labor
Against a fell, chilly wind
In the autumn fields

Maintenance shutdown
Leaves me with some time to kill
This long autumn night

Gobble gobble up
Turkey, stuffing, cranberries
At the lush Fall feast

My last year's wishes
Are these year's apologies
Wish time would fly back

Gather the harvest,
While sunlight goes retreating.
All to a feasting we share.

The Thing About Fall
Is That The Degrees Fall Some
But The Leaves Fall All

i do not like snow,i do not like snow at all , i hate winter snow fall

Fall has now arrived
Temperatures are cooler
Snuggle by the fire

The leaves are browning,
And a chill is in the air.
It must be Autumn.

when the leaves fail
it all starts to snow and hail
until winter is ready to bail

Buffed in fairy dust
9 fields of glowing pumpkins
bought the Grim Reaper

warm glowing pumpkins
gracing our brimming tables
warm filling for pies

Are my settlers cold.

No, my settlers are hearty,

My settlers are strong.

Trees draped in crimson

Morning frost upon the grass

Portent of Winter

Geologists are jolly
Islands all presents/holly
Dumb mines empty gain

amidst falling leaves,
drying grass and bare branches-
snow begins to fall

wrote a fourth entry
for the fall haiku contest-
really want those gems!

amidst autumn winds,
shorter days and colder nights-
our breath warms the air

Leaves are falling down,
like my drunken cavalry.
No more thirty brew.

whistling blowing winds
tear dry leaves from sleeping trees:
cold winter begins