Warren Falcon

Silver Star - 4,286 Points (04/23/52 - xxxx / Spartanburg, South Carolina, USA)

Autumn Haiku - Poem by Warren Falcon

Even from my front porch
the rusted sewing machine
yearns for golden thread.

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn

Form: Haiku


Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is the approximate make of the rusted sewing machine I have,1906, this top part of the machine is what I have (with cob and spider webs in some of its parts) .Imagine it coroded with rust, eroded edges of metal, all the aparati locked and frozen in place. Only time does not lock or freeze.Men, metal, mountains and more are worn down and out.But time is not wistful. Creatures are.Even old webs in intimate parts remain poised to catch what may pass their way.Mr. Frost, yes, "nothing gold can stay" but a web finds a way to approximate such staying, gray.

Comments about Autumn Haiku by Warren Falcon

  • Jez Brul (5/11/2018 9:08:00 PM)


    Brilliant comparison of life to a sewing machine...who, like us loves autumn..Nice symbolism...10++++ (Report) Reply

    Warren Falcón (5/11/2018 10:29:00 PM)

    This Engku=English + Japanese haiku form = Eng-ku came N my youth living in an old cabin, antique sewing machine rusting/meditating on the porch, Fall radiantly gold. Then studying Zen&Japanese poetic forms, eating Basho, I wrote from the porch wistfully 4 self&trees,4 inexorable life, its phases, to old age & dying = the machine's purpose fulfilled, at the porch edge, wistful 2 - the haiku arrived. Now my threads R thinning but gold is gold& I am old.

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  • Heather Wilkins (10/10/2014 2:04:00 PM)


    a nice choice of words and a good metaphor (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilkins (10/10/2014 2:04:00 PM)


    a nice choice of words and a good metaphor (Report) Reply

  • Jacqui Broad (10/10/2011 12:07:00 AM)


    What an excellent haiku. The sewing machine resembling our life's pattern and the golden thread the people who keep us together... (Report) Reply

  • (8/3/2010 1:44:00 PM)


    Not too sure what it all means in its entirety. But that is exactly the beauty of a true Haiku of which I'm no expert. I liked it. Baru Gobira (Report) Reply

  • (3/12/2010 3:46:00 AM)


    Autum is the season of mellowed fruifulness, when the leaves too change into rustty colors and golden hues! Let this golden thread of Nature run through our
    matured Autumnal life, being close to Nature is the better way to survive!
    Thank for sharing!
    -Raj
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  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (2/5/2010 2:16:00 PM)


    Short but significant. (Report) Reply

  • (12/17/2009 2:35:00 PM)


    It brings the uncertainty of life..............fantastic and.resembles Matsuo Basho's haiku.
    The three lines tell us a very long journey!
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Friday, May 11, 2018


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