Yet more
haiku on a cold and snowy winters night ~sigh~
What can
I say but I'm a child of the season.
shadows
from street light
shows
your presence furry one,
Pooka
dines on seed
calming
music sings
from
Chill Lounge this winters night,
appropriately...
night
sky is veiled
with a
frigid white fabric,
folds
without movement
Groundhog
Day weekend
repetition
of last twelve,
pinch me
when over
drifts
cover my tracks
along
rivers vacant trail,
snowshoes
know the path
feeder
is barren
while
birds seek shelter in wood,
squirrels
aren't complaining
if I
ever hear
“winters
wonderland" again,
snowballs
at ten paces ;)
The last sentiment in your haiku make me chuckle. For me any welcome for a "winter wonderland" ends after Christmas. After that I am ready for spring. Sadly winter never obliges.
ReplyDeleteI hear you Jennifer. Snow for Christmas Eve and Day then it can melt. I'm tooooooo old for the white shite but not tooooo old for snow balls ;)
DeleteLOL... yes I am too...I want another season now...Michelle
ReplyDeleteWe're ready for it Michelle and will welcome it with open arms. Bring it on!
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