this sweet morning
the world is freshly dusted
with powdered sugar
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
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Winter Haiku 2008/2009
A little bit about Winter Haiku 2008/2009
To be invited to this blog or to continue being a contributor, send your:your email addressyour nom de plumea link to your blog or websiteto Steve at songofnovember@gmail.com
If you participated in the previous seasonal blog, and all the information is the same, just let Steve know that fact.If you don't receive an invitation, check your TRASH or BULK or SPAM mailbox, in case the invitation ended up in those folders.You will need to register with Blogger in order to contribute to the blog. You can register with your email address; you don't need to get a gmail address.
RULESThis blog is open to all haiku poets! Please submit your FAMILY-FRIENDLY haiku, senryu, tanka, haiga, or haibun.You can also submit photos or drawings to enhance our experience of reading your one-breath thoughts!Artwork or photographs should be the original work of the contributor. If not, it is the contributor's responsibility to ensure that they have permission to use the work.ALL POSTS WILL BE BOLD AND IN (you decide the color). If you decide to use another color, please make sure that your text doesn't disappear into the background.The only requirement for posting is that there should be an WINTER theme.Postings/day: 3 maximum.
If you participated in the previous seasonal blog, and all the information is the same, just let Steve know that fact.If you don't receive an invitation, check your TRASH or BULK or SPAM mailbox, in case the invitation ended up in those folders.You will need to register with Blogger in order to contribute to the blog. You can register with your email address; you don't need to get a gmail address.
RULESThis blog is open to all haiku poets! Please submit your FAMILY-FRIENDLY haiku, senryu, tanka, haiga, or haibun.You can also submit photos or drawings to enhance our experience of reading your one-breath thoughts!Artwork or photographs should be the original work of the contributor. If not, it is the contributor's responsibility to ensure that they have permission to use the work.ALL POSTS WILL BE BOLD AND IN (you decide the color). If you decide to use another color, please make sure that your text doesn't disappear into the background.The only requirement for posting is that there should be an WINTER theme.Postings/day: 3 maximum.
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- Winter is over
- comet lulin
- winter – cling to lifedeep breath of electric airc...
- sparrows sittouching heads -Spring inches in
- Shrove Tuesdaylatest postson Winter Haiku***Mardi ...
- rake … brown leaves … a ballour last Fall day toge...
- Morning shivers onthe way to school. Coats pulled ...
- wild water
- mountainside forestsnow shaken from bough –echo of...
- gardenfull of the sea's roar -the crow's nest sways
- below a pale sunpeople squelch here and there thro...
- stars gleamdewdropson a spun sky
- Snowman movedtired of this non-winterAntarctica
- knowing I've livedthrough another winter-quiet vic...
- returning road -fresh snowfilled my steps***chemin...
- during the fourth watchcold air seeps through the ...
- cold front
- in the night watchesfrozen moon crosses windowdron...
- dark clouds roll away -a crow drinksfrom glitteri...
- through the window-snow dances on the riverbirds s...
- Under the surfacea rebel hiddena vivid spring
- during crazy dayoutside the office windowfat cat j...
- bright line, connectingme to your hospital bedjet ...
- the snow is too deep for the pot-bellied pigsbut n...
- early shift-stars fading into sun lightduring the ...
- from highest branchescrows' great commotion:Spring...
- Announcement
- valentine's day breakfast
- babysitting for friends-pitbull curls up with me o...
- thaw -the rustle of waterinvades the night***dégel...
- first lightbaking cheesecake for friend's childlic...
- through quickening cloudsnight orb's cold unyieldi...
- blustery morning-tree branches stuck in fencestras...
- first pale shoots--whisking the matchato a jade froth
- snow on the apple tree -warm in their budsthe apples
- A coy winter sunlooks on, through naked branches-a...
- early commutelast of packed ice bermmelts into runoff
- snow has thawed
- zen gardencovered with snow:zen garden
- Winter Dawn
- Snowmelt brings a falsesense of securityand an ank...
- white winds buffet from all angles an icy path
- crow back home in the treeshakes off his white cap
- bird hops in circlesatop traffic camerabefore roos...
- Sunday at Lake Pontchartrain
- Flag of no nation
- overnight:the park fullof abandoned snowmen
- Awake, wondering,whether you are asleep, somewhere...
- winter blahs-my salary frozen this yearat least th...
- stooped arthritic treewrapped in vines against the...
- Thrush and sparrowunseen in naked hedgerow.Ice cru...
- The stillness of coldair, turning snow to dark ice...
- top of the hill -alone between setting sunand risi...
- Snow Melting
- spring thaw--an old friend and Imake amends
- Starbuck run todaybeing glad for heavy coatfor lat...
- finally sun--the icicle's persistentrhythmic drip
- Wet in wetclouds in treetop levelsan excuse for wi...
- frigid morninglightly holding steering wheeluntil ...
- natural artist:bare birch tree inks in shadowsacro...
- whirling flakes of snowmute every sound; coverthe ...
- fist lightlast night's dusting of snowmelts into m...
- the door openedand down they fell -all the christm...
- crippledhe whistles in the snowpretends his sticks...
- morning errandsseeing the snow linewhile heading n...
- Gentle white flakes floatAround the barking dog so...
- cold front--in the busker's guitar casefive copper...
- this sweet morningthe world is freshly dustedwith ...
- hiding place...
- Still snowing
- snow-covered fields -gulllit from below
- late commutesnow dancing in the streetlightstaking...
- the mid-winter thaw –hear birdsong and see neighbo...
- ice patch on boulder –gentle nephew of him wholeft...
- pulling plump packageover ice, tug slackensson's s...
- tangled undergrowth -forgotten clumps of old hairc...
- first fall
- a gull struggles against high winds -the clatter o...
- 18C (65F)
- 1° Celsius
- the old pine:one green shadowon the stream
- -27,4 °C
- upon still watersthis rustic boatrides its reflection
- Snowflake here and therethrough the gardenslowly f...
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4 comments:
I love the feel this leaves me with. May I make one suggestion?....perhaps add another adjective to the first line, which will give it 5 syllables. Something like....'this bright, sweet, morning" Just a thought.
I absolutely love...."the world is freshly dusted/
with powdered sugar"....how sweet indeed!
Thank you, Vivian.
Having a sweet tooth, I really really love this one! Thank you for a sweeter morning!
Thanks, Mome, and you're welcome. It's looked like powdered sugar to me since I was a little girl.
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