Ah, waist-deep snowdrifts, that was long ago in England, but I remember them as a schoolkid.
Alphabet soup: I made a haiku out of them on my Myspace site! ;-)
A really nice snow haiku, brrrrrrr!
Magyar
2007-01-30 06:46:31
Laryalee,
_Your's... a warming thought_!
_Adrift in a kef, I long for spring. If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
snowdrift fills
the cabin's shattered bones
a broken teacup
_M
Bill Kenney
2007-01-30 08:22:17
And spring spelled backwards is gnirps. If it were my soup, I'm afraid that's all I'd see. But you, lary, have the eye
Aurora
2007-01-30 08:55:13
I want a bowl of spring! :) Nice one, Lary.
Lynne
2007-01-30 09:20:10
Hi Lary - this is lucky and lovely. I'm going to see what my Alphabetti Spaghetti turns up! L x
Bill Kenney
2007-01-30 10:41:42
With apologies, Magyar
if winter comes
can spring be far behind—
well, far enough
but I wrote this last winter.
Adrian
2007-01-30 11:59:31
I wonder what spring tastes like.
Angeliika Wienert
2007-01-30 13:28:12
oh, Adrian wrote what i thought!
a nice haiku! thank you, Lary!
kala ramesh
2007-01-30 16:41:26
a beauty again Laryalee!
-kala
Collin Barber
2007-01-30 20:51:28
Lary,
I agree with Kala. I enjoyed seeing this one today. It's finally getting cold here.
Bill, I remember reading that one on your blog. Enjoyed it again.
Collin
Magyar (magyar0109 at aol dot com)
2007-01-31 06:34:32
Bill,
_I hope you don't feel I've -taken- your words; I assure you, my response above... was written as it was thought.
_Respectfully,
_M
martin
2007-01-31 19:08:50
Lary,
I like it; it's warm and nourishing...
winter night
the core of an apple
full of seeds
Norman Darlington
2007-02-01 08:29:40
Hey Lary, that was great! Today is Lá le Bhríd here (Brigid's Day), traditionally the start of spring, and at last I can feel the evenings drawing out a little. Your haiku is warm and lovely!
b. m. richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
2007-02-01 22:01:26
norman, it's been awhile. the best in the new year.
brigid's day
sheep milk time is come
the branch snows
from stem of seedful sap
comes raiding shooting light...
...against the blight
winter left in worms
for eating things...
the green woodpecker laughs
'ha ha hello'
p. fiacc
-
over my head
lustful red bougainvillaeas--
yet, spring seems always near
Ah, waist-deep snowdrifts, that was long ago in England, but I remember them as a schoolkid.
Alphabet soup: I made a haiku out of them on my Myspace site! ;-)
A really nice snow haiku, brrrrrrr!
Laryalee,
_Your's... a warming thought_!
_Adrift in a kef, I long for spring. If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
snowdrift fills
the cabin's shattered bones
a broken teacup
_M
And spring spelled backwards is gnirps. If it were my soup, I'm afraid that's all I'd see. But you, lary, have the eye
I want a bowl of spring! :) Nice one, Lary.
Hi Lary - this is lucky and lovely. I'm going to see what my Alphabetti Spaghetti turns up! L x
With apologies, Magyar
if winter comes
can spring be far behind—
well, far enough
but I wrote this last winter.
I wonder what spring tastes like.
oh, Adrian wrote what i thought!
a nice haiku! thank you, Lary!
a beauty again Laryalee!
-kala
Lary,
I agree with Kala. I enjoyed seeing this one today. It's finally getting cold here.
Bill, I remember reading that one on your blog. Enjoyed it again.
Collin
Bill,
_I hope you don't feel I've -taken- your words; I assure you, my response above... was written as it was thought.
_Respectfully,
_M
Lary,
I like it; it's warm and nourishing...
winter night
the core of an apple
full of seeds
Hey Lary, that was great! Today is Lá le Bhríd here (Brigid's Day), traditionally the start of spring, and at last I can feel the evenings drawing out a little. Your haiku is warm and lovely!
norman, it's been awhile. the best in the new year.
brigid's day
sheep milk time is come
the branch snows
from stem of seedful sap
comes raiding shooting light...
...against the blight
winter left in worms
for eating things...
the green woodpecker laughs
'ha ha hello'
p. fiacc
-
over my head
lustful red bougainvillaeas--
yet, spring seems always near