solstice
on its tilted axis
the weathered nest box
Published by
Carly Siegel Thorp
Carly Siegel Thorp found her love of haiku in 2020, although she has loved nature and spending time outdoors for as long as she can remember. Her haiku has appeared in The Heron's Nest, Frogpond, Modern Haiku, Kingfisher, and other notable haiku journals. She lives in Sterling, Massachusetts, with her husband and two cats, and is a statistics professor at Worcester Polytechnic Institute.
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seeing the new
we all dial our son's wink
each day grows
__ Ahh Yes… our "sun's" wink! Smiles!
longest night –
mattress filling
most of a small dumpster
whistle trailing train
halfway across the bridge
midnight
high tide
yule moon
flowing bright
it's Winter Solstice –
holiday lights
turn off by timer
frost across the grass
static
spark from black cat
no clouds in cold sky
too much
loneliness
now winter –
a squirrel still
yells about the hawk
last night's historical commission,
it's all about who you know
peace