This is the time of year that I usually start dreaming of Spring. It has been another weird winter in Minnesota (at least my part) with very little snow so far. But still, the cold has worn me down, and I am starting to daydream. Let's haiku about those dreams of Spring! Here, I will go first:
That first brave flower
A flash of colors emerge
Brave vanguard of hope.
Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable pattern and have some fun!
Allergies, mud, rain
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Winter is the best!
Lavender lilac
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Float into birdsong.
I’m sick of my coat
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Come Spring, Fair Maiden!
In the meadow,I
ReplyDeleteFantasize the first greenness,
Without snow—sweet sprig.
Toppling off my boots
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.Earth. Her Gifts will spring.
Vacant lot pales to
ReplyDeletePristine. I mourn wild roses,
Brown-eyed Susans: Spring!
Spring's near. Creaks, pops, bangs,
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hundred year old house.
Pink blossoms of
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greet me each winter
Brighten winter skies
On cold and rainy gray days
Feeding honey bees