haiku

Random moods and thoughts
squished into tiny boxes
of five-seven-five

January mist
iced the forest with barbed wire
that melts at first touch
She quietly waits
in her glittering disco
for the dance to start
All good things must end.
Good things have beginnings, too:
here’s to what comes next!
Between earth and sky
reflections float and flow by
quieting my thoughts
Just when I thought love
was the stuff of fairytales
I found out it’s real
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Tiny shards of light
frolic against the darkness
calling us to hope
Fierce little flower
chases chills out with its roar.
All hail summer’s king!
Sprouted potato
Or multi-headed dragon?
Earth decides its fate.
Blossoms yawn awake
still in their striped pajamas
sweet sleepy flowers
Ice blooms on thawed earth
March will melt February
but its nights are cold
Over winter’s night
Frost flew across the puddle
with jagged feathers
Winter sun rises
cutting morning fog with light
promising warmth soon
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