evening sky -
on the village roofs
falls a dark snow


—Jasminka Nadaskic Diordievic
        

About the author: Jasminka Nadaskic Diordievic
Smederevo, Yugoslavia
e-mail: dior at sezampro.yu

I am from Yugoslavia. Computers (any kind of computers), poetry, haiku, art photography, mountain climbing ... it is my orientation. Professionally, I am an electrical engineer, but my soul is primarily a little piece of Nature.

Responses to the haiku for 30 December 2003 by Jasminka Nadaskic Diordievic

  1.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2003-12-30 02:49:55
     

    pre-dawn -
    light drizzle
    into the dark depths

    -

    patch of blue
    among brooding clouds ...
    hope for the best

    -

    flash of the firefly
    against the dark sky ---
    shooting star

    -

    twilight
    my gaze

    falls upon the firefly

    .

  2.  
    john tiong chunghoo
    2003-12-30 21:06:50
     

    jasminka may be i am from a tropical country,
    what's dark snow?

    dancing boy
    welcomes
    swirling snow

  3.  
    Richard Goring
    2003-12-31 14:49:18
     

    Jasminka, perhaps your 'dark snow' is like mine:

    twilight
    the daytime pure white snow
    darkens

  4.  
    Jasminka
    2003-12-31 21:21:22
     

    Thank you John, Richard, Bob! "Dark" is just how the snow looks at the evening when you look at clear sky until snowflakes falling!
    Best wishes
    Jasminka

  5.  
    Marjo in San Francisco (marjosfo at earthlink dot net)
    2004-01-01 19:05:32
     

    snow blankets
    criss-cross fence
    in mountain meadow

  6.  
    Shyam (shyam at gmx dot net)
    2004-01-03 02:39:50
     

    deep winter ~
    silent village rests
    in aureola chants ~

  7.  
    Vaughn Banting
    2004-01-03 15:25:57
     

    Retired horticulturist and bonsai teacher. After surviving brain cancer, I find peace in doing haiku.

    coloring the breeze
    only the autumn hues
    of his crayon box

  8.  
    martin
    2004-01-28 16:40:13
     

    full moon
    a gust through the tree ice

  9.  
    myron lysenko (myronpoet at hotmail dot com)
    2004-05-22 00:44:20
     

    ilike the mood and atmosphere in your haiku.

    Mothers Day -
    at the creek's edge
    an abandoned pram

  10.  
    Vasile Moldovan
    2004-07-24 22:33:06
     

    A heap of scrap iron
    the steamer railway engine
    cuts in two the village

  11.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2004-07-31 18:35:24
     

    billowing cotton fields --
    far as the eyes can see
    white cloud swells

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