Tag Archives: Haiku
Heavy snow marches in hiding the green crocus buds, Bird feeders now empty.
Looking a bit old Still beautiful in my eyes, A reminder of good times.
Lightning flashes north, The wind blows mightily north Orange leaves move in trees.
The world has edges, The area between realities, Here be dragons.
Moss covered steps – green – on the path to every where, Who will be the first?
Sunsets are great things. Notification of day’s end. A Master’s painting.
Cloud covered skies, A bit of yellow catches my eye, A bit of sunshine.