hearth fire burns low
a wind-blown twig
scrapes the window
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J Blain
J Blain lives and writes in Riverdale, NY and is a new student to the art of haiku.
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There is a nice contrast here between the setting inside where things are designed and put in place as one wishes; against what is happening on the outside where the twig drifts
carefree with the wind
There is a nice contrast here between the setting inside where things are designed and put in place as one wishes; against what is happening on the outside where the twig drifts
carefree with the wind
embers glow in the dark
winter winds howl ~
my thoughts of a warmer place
shadows
in the night
ghost tale
fireside haiku
the scent of pine
sharpen’s with each breath
ac’s continuous running –
will sleep come
easier, tonight
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