In the South, it is snowing. In California, it is burning. What to make of it all? Let's haiku about these things-- in any way you want-- this week. Here, I will go first:
We Minnesotans
With our shovels and snowplows
Look on with concern.
Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable pattern, and have some fun!
Handy ice scrapper
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Waiting patiently
I am traveling
Snow expected in Durham
Cold in Florida
Fire and cold weather
ReplyDeleteNature will refresh and cleanse
Humans must adjust
We Virginians do
ReplyDeleteNot know what to do with the
White stuff: Bless our hearts!
City draped in white…
ReplyDeleteNew tracks each morning reveal
critters come by night
These visitors leave
a roadmap of indents on
my yard, front and back
Where do they come from?
Where are they going? What do
they do as I sleep?
Under cover, I
stay warm, unaware of this
entire other world
For the kiddos, snow
ReplyDeletestorms rock! Sledding, skiing, snow
ball fights! And no school!
For the unhoused, it’s
just plain dangerous. Our church
kicks into high gear.
For my dogs, snow means
fewer walks, but much better
hunting for foxes.
Haystack fire red
ReplyDeleteRoars—boy jumps ,falls into ashes
Scars borne forever.
Desert sun in throat,
ReplyDeleteCrave the icy salve of drink
Koolaid ambrosia.
She sat smartly in
ReplyDeleteHigh heels and Chanel, ladling
Ice into Chablis.
Will you trade cool ice
ReplyDeleteFor Fire, debating your mind
With heretofore friend?
Behind cottage in
ReplyDeleteThe snowy meadow sparrows
Vie for a seed feast.
Crucible of Fire
ReplyDeleteHouses and Humans perish
When will we learn?
Ice,cream commingle
ReplyDeleteOut comes Heaven’s delight, the
Babe waits , tongue outstretched..
The Romantic left
ReplyDeleteBy a cold , cold beau—Her heart
Afire, his an ice floe.
heart ice,hers fire.
Lovely poem! Jill!
ReplyDeleteBody iced, she clung
ReplyDeleteTo stone,and whispered from grave
He knelt with a rose.