snow flurry on an empty street the traffic light turns red

7 Responses

  1. @andreochka Says:

    The entire poem turns upon a pivot: "empty street"… nice idea – great haiku

  2. Guest Says:

    the mountain at each crosswalk the ice

  3. angie Says:

    now this snow
    (a sudden winter cloud)
    and I brake

  4. slider Says:

    this town's soul
    transformation happens

  5. Brian Ackroyd Says:

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  7. gillena cox Says:

    the pause theme is nicely resonated; much love…

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