Spring shadow
Frost etches brown leaves /
Clinging to the young oak tree. /
Ice shadows blue spring.
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Yesterdays
The snows of the past /
glaze into the ice of now, /
then leave us alone.
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Frozen
Not so long ago, /
Nature’s life blood arrested. /
Locked in winter’s ice.
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Snow melts: drip, drip, drip. /
Ice rattles down the gutter. /
Slowly spring creeps in.
Filed under 2015, Haiku to You Thursday, poetry by author
Ice encrusted plastic beads on a metal wire.
Filed under 2015, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday
The attack of the metal-eating bugs from Mars was stopped dead in its tracks not by military firepower or industrial genius, but by rust and cold weather.
What will happen come Spring? Nobody is sure.
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