Drunk on Summer
- Nolcha Fox
- Aug 26, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Aug 28, 2024
The waning days of summer pretend to be the main course, not the leftovers. They pile my plate with second and third blooms of orange lilies, pink hollyhocks, purple and white columbine, and the purple dragons of lamium. “Feast, feast!” the birds tweet as they swoop and dive, a deliberate distraction from the burning bush leaves turning to fire, the maple leaves oozing into red, and the random cottonwood branches sporting yellow leaves.
The bees are drunk on pollen.
Butterflies pull them over,
make a citizen’s arrest.
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A wondrous menagerie of summer images, with the foreshadowing of Autumn ones waiting in the wings. What a clever haiku at the end!
Love the personification of the butterflies and the bees!
Really, superb..this is a haibun
I love the title of your haibun, Nolcha, the use of colour, and the meal analogy, but my favourite part is the haiku – you must have had so much fun with this one!
“The bees are drunk on pollen.
Butterflies pull them over,
make a citizen’s arrest.”
Love it!🐝