brittle, bitter cold
and bald sunlight bleach stillness;
leech life from bleak forms
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Barb Heath: Haiku 3
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Tags: Barb Heath, light, winterFebruary 25th, 2010
beatiful haiku-
speaking such sibilant sounds
pleasing to the ear.
Comment by johanna — February 25, 2010 @ 6:22 am
Now that I know you live in my neck of the woods, I feel a certain kinship with this haiku, the brittle cold and the bald sunlight.
Bald sunlight. Great pairing of words. That’s exactly what it is in January.
Comment by Kelly — February 25, 2010 @ 6:40 am
Thanks!
I’m glad this haiku at least makes sense somewhere in the country. It might not be a good one for the Floridians.
Comment by Barb — February 26, 2010 @ 10:07 pm