Two Nature Haiku (or, a November Poetry Challenge!)

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. 😊

Four Summer Haiku

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

Four Snow Haiku

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.

Three Insomnia Haiku

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