I kept losing my pencils at school. At first, dad would cut each pencil in half. Then mom threatened to tie the half-pencil to my button.
autumn pile
every leaf
finds its place
—
Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy is a psychiatrist from Bengaluru India, living in England. A trained vocalist and a composer in Indian Classical Music, he writes in Kannada, Sankethi, Tamil and English languages. His haikai writings have been published in reputed journals and anthologies and won prizes, worldwide. He is currently the Editor of the Blithe Spirit, journal of The British Haiku Society.
Loving the vision evoked by your seven words in their positions. I want to forage through the pile of leaves seeing how they have settled into formation. Thank you for this moment.
A moment of peripheral confrontation where only one end is seen perhaps. Still loving both ends even though they may be seen separately. Ha!
A sweet impression of a budding poet!!
Nicely done, love the title too.