housekeeping - haiku

green glass collection

sunshine slices through the dusk

reminds one to dust

vole vs mouse - haiku

 

a vole in a hole

outside, is far better than

a mouse in the house 

gaggle - haibun

 north wind blows eastward

heads bent, pole walkers chatter

gaggle of snow geese

This entered me mind while watching a group of pole walkers trudging along in the white shite storm.  About 20, dare I write women, were bundled in Sorels, snow pants, parkas, scarves, toques and thermal gloves battling the elements.  As I watched this chilled parade, warm and toasty from my home, I wondered what they were talking about. I’m sure the conversation wasn’t deep due to the elements. “what the hell Prudence, you said the temperature was balmy!”, and “we’re near my home, anyone for a wee nip of rum?” There is no doubt in my mind it continued along the same vein until they were safe in their own warm and toasty homes.

Well done ladies. You have my admiration.

Ode to Olympia

23 years

two floors, three offices

my faithful companion

has followed me

despite offers of replacement

Olympia remained

by my side

tickled by fingers

five days a week

answers were the same

except when decimal button

was pushed out of sinc,

what’s a .0006 anyways

Olympia remains

by my side

in my own environment

crunch

full wolf moon waning

leaves brilliant clear skies

while the sharpness of footsteps,

the crunch of Sorels

connecting with frozen earth,

gifts us with a perfect winter day