Hats, gloves, put away
in optimism return
for winter’s last gasp.
Snow in March
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Hats, gloves, put away
in optimism return
for winter’s last gasp.
Tag Archives: seasons
only blog can make a tree
a dilemma of
riches in tiny topaz
the art of language
Snowmelt
the constant dripping
nature’s tears of joy as she
sees her world reborn
March 20
The equinox means
equal night and day worldwide
yin and yang of light.
Spring equinox
Days grow longer like
smiles that stretch wider as one
greets a long lost friend.
In like a lion, out like a lamb
What’s that mean? That spring’s
a dominatrix, whipping
March ’til it submits?
Winter break
We sleep late and do
little. Spend quality time.
Together, enough.
Leap year
February’s haste
to usher in an early
March slowed by one day.
February thaw
Snow releases its
grip as small drops melt merge run
in noisy trickles.
Oceanic Flight 815
Crashed. Met Tailies. Then
Others. Hatch blew up. Kate caged.
Got Lost about there.
a haiku a day 