haikucolors of autumn
creeping into the landscape
rouge on the cheeks of fall
haiku
I talk to chickens
they cluck and look through the wire
my language is strange
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About Me
- Chris Valentine
- Chris was born in England and graduated HS in 1958. She was employed by the UK Medical Research Council Radiobiological Unit at AERE Harwell in their histology lab and genetics division before leaving for the USA in 1964. In the USA she was employed most of her life by the Northern Cheyenne Tribe, first as a Head Start teacher and then as a Chemical Dependency Counselor, Trainer, DUI Instructor and Grant Writer. She retired in 2003.
I'm sorry it took a while for me to comment on your two haiku. I really love the "rouge on the cheeks of fall." What a wonderful image. And yes, between English and the Brit accent, the chickens are probably confused. From the looks of your variety, the need translators to talk to each other.
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aspen and cottonwood trees
my fall hue silver
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