November 2020 – Selected haiku

15 November 2020 – III

ashes to ashes 
leave torn to shreds underfoot
will become leaf dust

garbage tableau; shoe,
in step with pallets, waiting
to be carted off

leafy tarpaulin 
looks treacherously solid,
dry (from a distance)

socially distanced 
hoops stand between foliage
changing and falling

two weeks ago, I shoved
hands into apple trees, or
perhaps I... fisted

Kyp wonders at the
mounted TV, never mind
Chromecasting (magic?)