not enough time

to think things through —

black ice

Published by

Susan Constable

Susan Constable mainly writes haiku and tanka, receiving her inspiration from life on the west coast of Canada. Her work is widely published in both print and online journals, as well as in numerous anthologies. She has judged several contests as well as co-edited a couple of haiku and tanka anthologies She was the tanka editor for the online journal A Hundred Gourds from March 2012 to June 2016.

14 thoughts on “”

  4. Wonderful haiku. It brings me to the notion that weather and seasons are good teachers. Life is like this, too. I hit black ice (metaphorically) all the time… But when I look at my reactions, they are always based on my truth, which of course sometimes needs adjusting. Others seem to instead of offering kindness while I do that kind of adjustment, just instead react themselves. It becomes like a multi-car collision on a highway. Oh well. Thanks for this journey I just had with black ice as a metaphor! I love your haiku…

    Reply

  6. Thank you, Ann. I saw some of the 'real stuff' this morning.

    Glad you like the jux, Hannah. Thanks!

    I appreciate your metaphorical interpretation, Nessa. I agree!

    Thanks so much, Bruce. Always scary, both in the literal and metaphorical sense.

    Thanks, Marilyn. So nice to hear from you!

    If only we could control the slide, Frances, we'd literally be 'home free'. <smile> Thank you!

    Reply

  8. Ah the old black ice, better the devil you know really. :-)

    Pero’s Bridge –
    the dock’s ice gathers
    new year resolutions

    Alan Summers
    Publication Credits: City: Bristol Today in Poems and Pictures (2004)

    Reply

  9. a fantastic and deep poem. I love it, Susan I feel all the chilling overtones… so concise and powerful.

    Reply

  10. Thank you, Barbara, for dropping by. <smile>

    Thanks, Alan. The old adage holds a lot of truth.

    I appreciate your kind words, Kathabela. Thank you.

    Susan

    Reply

Respond here