Colors of Autumn – Haiku Poems by Anita Bacha

October fallen leaves 

Heaping under the oak tree 

To be swept away

Showers of autumn 

A chill dance in the wind 

Leaves fall in silence

In this autumn time 

We behold nature’s showcase 

Of aging and age

Autumnal showers 

A steaming mug of milk tea 

Breakfast at the pub

Nature’s master plan 

Leaves put on attractive hues 

Pride comes before Fall

Autumn butterfly 

Open  your fine wings and fly 

A storm is blowing

Thank you for viewing and reading my dear friends.

Happy October.

Anita Bacha

Autumn Symphony- A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha


Autumn symphony 

A soft breeze ruffles my hair 

Music’s in the air 

Viridescent leaves turn red 

One by one they are falling

Artwork Photography HIRAI MOTOKI, Transition.c. 2016.


Thank you for viewing and reading.

Anita Bacha

Early Morning Dew – Haiku Poem by Anita Bacha

Early morning dew 

Condensing on single grass blade 

Garden gleams with grace 


Artwork photography Aaron Burden

A haiku poem inspired by Goff James Poem Autumn’s Fields Down Chilled

https://goffjamesart.wordpress.com/2022/09/09/poetry-haiku-autumns-fields-dawn-chilled-a-poem-by-goff-james/

Thank you for reading, my dear friends.

Happy Sunday.

Anita Bacha

Ode to Monsoon – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha


On flooded rice fields,

The rhythm of the falling rain,

An ode to monsoon;

Children splash in soiled puddle,

Green frogs musically croak.

Good morning and happy Monday,my dear friends!

Happy Reading.

Anita Bacha

Glossy Blossoms – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha

Transience of beauty,

Glossy blossoms writhe and fall,

In a matter of time;

Summer flows in my garden,

Perky buds open their folds.

Artwork Adrienne Stein c. Oxford Roses,2021.

Anita Bacha.

Good morning,my dear friends and readers.

Thank you for viewing and reading.

Olive Trees – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha

Tailspin autumn wind,
Dry leaves crush under my boots,
Spring is far away,
Olive trees in full blossom,
Pedicured feet in flip flops.

Artwork Olive Trees – Season Autumn Spring -André Claude Monet, 1884.

Dear friends and readers,
This is my first tanka poem. I hope that you enjoy it.
What is a tanka poem? One may ask.Is it similar to the haiku poem ?
A tanka or short poem originates in Japan just like the haiku poem.It is a free verse, 31 syllables poem written in five lines. The basic structure of the tanka is 5-7-5-7-7, whereas the haiku consists of three lines and 17 syllables in a 5-7-5 format.
Furthermore, the third line shifts from the imagery in the beginning lines to a reflective metaphor in the closing lines


Many more tanka poems to come for your eyes only.
Thank you for reading.

Anita Bacha.

Summer Vibes – Haiku Poems by Anita Bacha

On the wings of dawn

Pretty sunflowers unfold

Summer morn kudos

Sunflowers at dawn

Intertwined fingers

Summer floral parasol

Ethereal moments

Blooming flowers in tropical island, Mauritius

In the summer heat
Butterfly sits on best loved
Garden cone flower

Orange Cone Flower

Tropical sunshine
Flit butterfly can’t resist
Kissing orange bloom

Butterfly and orange flower

In the summer heat
Blue wisteria blazing
Over garden wall

Blue Wisteria

Opalescent beads
Last night showers on her folds
Yellow hibiscus

Hibiscus flowers

Many more flowers and haikus to come, my dear friends and readers. Enjoy these for the moment, brought to you with love.

Anita Bacha

Poetry – Hues of Midday Sun – An Emojiku Poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James.

© Pamela Gatens, Summer Sun Spots, 2019 ☀️ Hues of midday sun🔥 Flaming burnt orange roses💙 Cerulean sky☀️ Wonder golden crowned🔥 Silence furnaced …

Poetry – Hues of Midday Sun – An Emojiku Poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James.

Poetry – Between Yellow Leaves – An Emojiku Poem by Anita Bacha, Cindy Georgakas and Goff James

© Maha Rukab, Seasons and Purposes, 1999 🍂 Between yellow leaves🥀 Withering red rose petals📖 Crumbled poetry book.🍂 Autumns’s hues embraced🥀 The…

Poetry – Between Yellow Leaves – An Emojiku Poem by Anita Bacha, Cindy Georgakas and Goff James

ASK THE ROSE

Every  moment is a day 
Every day is a moment 
Life brings joy et al
and its share of downfall 
Life is empty 
without its spontaneity 
As we grow old 
our perspectives evolve 
Autumn’s  rose petals fall 
for spring buds to sprout 
Life doesn’t mean to possess 
life  means to let go

Why ask the rose?

From the bud to the sparkling full bloom 

From the full bloom to the withering rose, the rose tells her story 

Each stage of our life has a story to tell similar to the rose 

Fervor of first kiss

Innocent as a mistake

Blush of a pink rose

Ardor of first crush

Burning fire rising to flame

Whiff of a red rose

A single pink rose

In my lone winter garden

Rich with love fragrance

Wanting to flower

Like the morning rose

Living life anew

A burnt orange rose

Pressed between crumbling pages

Old relationship

Cyclone aftermath

Inundated flower beds

Petals soak in tears

Cyclone is blowing

Roses lamentably fall

Colored waterfalls

Thank you for viewing and for reading, my dear friends and readers!

Anita Bacha.

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