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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Winter Haiku

winter dances on
the tulips sleeping in sod
spring peeks through the ice

~ O ~ 

wrapped in summer dreams
roses escape winter’s chill
by a breath of thorns

~ O ~

frozen ivy drapes
a weeping garden angel
spring captures her tears


©Susie Clevenger 2015

22 comments :

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

i too am awaiting the resilient flora that resides under this white sheet of winter to break the ice and once again seduce the spring time sun

gracias

Gillena Cox said...

lovely, the hope of Spring

Have a nice Tuesday

much love...

Other Mary said...

Wonderfully done Susie.

wkkortas said...

I generally have as much use for haiku as I do chill blains, but this is how it is supposed to be done.

Laura said...

So beautiful Susie… this morning I have been listening to birds, thinking they are like angels, calling spring forth as the flutter from icy branch to icy branch.

cosmos cami said...

I, for one, adore the simplicity of this format. These are beautiful! Stand-alone or together, these are most enjoyable. Nice work!

Carrie Van Horn said...

You beautiful haikus bring warmth to the winter...lovely writing Susie!

Mama Zen said...

Really pretty, Susie.

Timoteo said...

Loved the little taste of winter here...and that's really all I need...will now go back to my sunshine and 72 degree day!

Jazzbumpa said...

oohhhh

a breath of thorns

nice

jzb

Kerridwen said...

I'm impatient for Spring to arrive. Every small sign makes me a little more joyful! I do love haikus :)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

These are wonderful, especially the stone angel's tears!!!!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Mmmm, beautiful!

Wolfsrosebud said...

so like the hope of spring you bring

Susan said...

Sweet how the season's interact in each of these.

Cressida de Nova said...

Nice flow images and liked the assonance

Marian said...

that eternal hope... gah, it's -11 here now and there's a temptation to no longer believe in flowers.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

It's happening here in our part of Italy- such a lovely time of year with the hope of fresh starts.

daydreamerdreams said...

"wrapped in summer dreams
roses escape winter’s chill
by a breath of thorns"

Very beautiful!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Your personification imbues the elements of nature with life.

Magaly Guerrero said...

By "breath or thorn" indeed. Love the imagery and the feeling of daring those words evoke.

grapeling said...

watching that cold snap.... brrr. you've caught it well ~

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