
February glumps and glooms.
Evergreens don snowy costumes.
Swansdown swirls in the frosty dawn,
and the wind’s song is woebegone.
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February glumps and glooms.
Evergreens don snowy costumes.
Swansdown swirls in the frosty dawn,
and the wind’s song is woebegone.
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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?
Copyright 2022 Brenda Davis Harsham
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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missing migrators
flying flocks disappeared south,
empty nests
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winter sunset,
even birds stop call-call-calling
to look up
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our bluejay jeer-jeers
amid newly-forming buds
before he disappears
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dry leaves flutter
like withered cherry petals,
painful longing
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Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
silvering
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
on every trembling needle
like summer’s
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under the dank pond,
below its winter wasteland,
slumber turtles
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Down the valley,
churn and bubble,
runs the river
on the double,
flowing past
town and trouble. Continue reading
starting anew
letting the past flow away,
water over a dam
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