Tag: haiku

First Raven

in the dead silence I heard the first raven cry – black feather left behind

new year – first day

not a sound, not a soul; lingering fireworks smoke; new year – first day…

November 26th

when the winter day is clear, crisp air and pale sun tease you before the sun sets early

November 24th

layering my quilts and slipping under – it’s how I survive winter

November 23rd

when you see blooming flowers out of season – feels good for no reason