A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Archive for ice

Late March

Bright, cold, windy day
Air crisp as an icicle
Out like a lion!


Thaw III

Morning has broken:
Broken the earth with green shoots
Broken ice with warmth.


Quiet winter pond
Swans sail on their reflections
Through the melting ice.

A Long Winter’s Nap

Winter makes her bed
Laying a blanket of snow
Over sheets of ice.

Frost II

Frost in the morning
Winter’s white chrysanthemums
Blossom on windows.


Two figure skaters
Turn ice into a dance floor
Spinning on silver.


Sleet’s brittle rattle
Patters against the window
Inside: warm and safe.