snowbound . . . down to the last cup of birdseed
—Lesley Anne Swanson
Issue 16.2 | 16 January 2017
Love this.
first snow the emptiness of the bird feeder
(brass bell, December 2014)
I'll… re-add comment #3. __ It happens to we all, Lesley Anne, and you've captured that 'situation' so well. Nice_!
Moonbeam; through this windy snowfall; shooting stars. _m
Lovely!!!
. Wonderful haiku!
. . the warmth of mismatched gloves first snowfall
Alan Summers Publication Credit: The Heron's Nest Volume XVII, Number 3: September 2015
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I love this too! Lesley rocks!
Great tension in this.
marion
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January 16th, 2017 at 9:22 am
Love this.
January 16th, 2017 at 9:23 am
first snow
the emptiness
of the bird feeder
(brass bell, December 2014)
January 16th, 2017 at 9:57 am
I'll… re-add comment #3.
__ It happens to we all, Lesley Anne, and you've captured that 'situation' so well. Nice_!
Moonbeam; through this windy snowfall; shooting stars.
_m
January 16th, 2017 at 11:04 am
Lovely!!!
January 16th, 2017 at 3:49 pm
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Wonderful haiku!
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the warmth
of mismatched gloves
first snowfall
Alan Summers
Publication Credit: The Heron's Nest Volume XVII, Number 3: September 2015
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January 20th, 2017 at 3:17 pm
I love this too! Lesley rocks!
February 3rd, 2017 at 1:58 am
Great tension in this.
marion