
out of the rain and snow,
laughing away long dark days
beside the tree
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out of the rain and snow,
laughing away long dark days
beside the tree
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the cold arrives like
Sangria on ice,
now where’s the guacamole?
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Notes: Last poem of the year, and it seems like a day to break the rules. So there the haiku rules go, right out the window, woo-hoo! Happy New Year!!
I went to see Six today, and it was great. Loved it.

snug and cozy
despite the gales of winter,
family and friends:
carols, games, laughter and fun,
serious thoughts left behind
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Do you see the moon?

the moon, the mountains
the misty light at sunset,
is this why birds fly?
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Mount Greylock, Massachusetts, U.S.A.

wringing out
a rain-soaked t-shirt,
my son smiles
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unescapable
dramatic tide of dark clouds,
the first drop falls
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grey stones strung with red,
the River Fergus ripples
with silent ghosts
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doubtless Dubliners
take in stride their standing stones,
but not I
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July is midway,
roses climb, lilies dance, but
summer is half gone
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Elder weed sends up
starry-white flowers,
mini-Queen Anne’s lace.
Its rhizome roots
crowd out hapless
coral bells and astilbe
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June’s mid-day glow
turned my daughter’s pale cheeks
rosy as flowers
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a still moment,
after the frenzied four winds
blew the dust away
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