Not a certainty
Here near the ocean and sand
To see some winter
The night sky made bright
Satin dark and silver flakes
A canvas made new
I think it’s a gift
A boon from the universe
Unexpected snow
Not quite the same view
But I’ll take it nonetheless
Change is not easy
Here and gone too soon
Like many other good things
Worth it while it lasts
Each year I’ve waited
For the little frogs to peep
The first sign of spring
Birdsong all around
Morning dew in the meadow
Breathe a sigh of spring
Last night I saw them
The first of the year’s fireflies
Summer’s on the way
It’s been a little while since I’ve participated in Rebecca’s monthly poetry challenge over at Fake Flamenco. November’s is to write a haiku about something in nature that fascinates you, and that’s right up my alley. So, here are a couple of offerings.
Though we may hold on
Nature knows when the time’s right
To just let things go
Bare limbs twist and reach
Like wanting hands to the sky
Hungry for winter
I’m particularly inspired by nature in fall and winter, and I love the change in the color and light, and the bare limbs of the trees. So, this challenge came along at the perfect time! And if you’d like to join the fun, you’ve got until November 13th. 😊
Pink sky, white landscape
Sun rises on a bright day
Winter greets the world
A storm overnight
Red berries in sparkling ice
Dangerous beauty
Cold winter moonlight
Stars on a velvet canvas
Silence in the fields
Good morning sunshine
Mist and calm in the meadows
A new day begins
Cicadas singing
A soft breeze through the green leaves
The sounds of summer
S’mores by the fire
The soft glow lights our faces
We’re summer people
Moonlight and warm air
The stars shine white in the dark
A nightly blanket
Delicate and slow
Snowflakes descend from gray skies
And turn the world bright
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In rhythm with life
Like white petals on a breeze
Fragile crystals fall
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Powder coats the ground
Soft like sweet icing sugar
Dessert for the eyes
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This new snow globe world
Brief and fleeting as a breath
Fantasy made real
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I love snow. I’ve always loved snow. I like the way that life slows down when it snows. I like the reminder that fragile things – tiny, delicate things – like snowflakes, can have a huge impact and tremendous power.
A December snowstorm is a truly rare thing here in Virginia. The forecast has changed several times over the last hours, so I’m not sure how much snow we’ll get today, but I can tell you one thing:
I will enjoy every single millimeter and every single moment of it.
Little sleep last night
Three books read, no words of mine
High hopes in coffee
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Hard rain on windows
Cat and husband snore alike
I count thoughts like sheep
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Collecting minutes
Time moves like a traffic jam
Morning comes too soon
A Virginia Writer's Diary 