a sense of haiku

treks turned to trials tripping, twisting through the trails tiptoeing through time 🦊❤️  

gulls perch on tables the air is filled with bacon frost crisps fallen leaves 🦊❤️  

staring myself down a test of wills... who will win? trying not to blink 🦊❤️🎃👻  

before zoom zooms teacher and student chit chat both have orange cats  🦊❤️  

in all of its days never ever such a feat for the stone (and me)  🦊❤️  

hands warming fireside seasoned wood aglow with flame the kindling just smiles  🦊❤️  

most will look and leave a handful relish its fall the balance try it  🦊❤️