Winter Haikus 2010-11

Haikus are poems
Leapt off the moment’s spur
Neat, no season’s tint

Words – my darling sheep
Shall verse forms bring them back
Into their rightful fold

Not ones, or twos
But fifties, sixties flying around
What do they know?

Tree’s shadows onto snow
Soft mottled sky, with sunlit clouds
Dogs dance after sticks

Dawn: one cloud, smoke-like
Ten: Overcast
Twelve: blizzard all white
Six: clear sky – a butter moon

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