I’m on a mission to continue enjoying winter until spring comes.
Tuesday morning as I stood at the gas station, filling up my car while the snow fell, I composed a haiku in my head. Of course, by the time I got to a place where I could write it down, I’d forgotten it. But I came up with another one. Two, in fact.
Snowflakes tumbling down
Resting on her eyelashes
A frozen beauty
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Hushed yellow buses
Covered in thick white blankets
There’s no school today
Okay, all you writers out there! Sharpen your haiku skills (remember, the syllables are 5/7/5) and share some haiku. I’ll come up with prizes for the ones I like the best. (It will be interesting to see what I come up with because with all this snow, I probably won’t get out to the store, so I’ll have to scrounge around the house.)
Requirements: It must fit haiku pattern and it must be about winter. Extra points for happy winter themes (I don’t need depressing poetry this time of year!) and super-extra points for lovely imagery. This is great for you homeschooling moms to assign to your kids! Limit three haikus per person, please.
Deadline: Please enter by midnight on Friday night, February 12. I will try to get winners chosen and announced on Monday the 15th.
Feb 10, 2010 @ 09:30:23
Can I enter this one Aunt Karen? Mom has really liked my Hakius for school. I just finished studying some poetry too.
Feb 10, 2010 @ 13:41:11
Absolutely! Enter away!
Feb 10, 2010 @ 09:33:31
We know constant rain
But rare is the winter month
Of daily white flakes
Feb 10, 2010 @ 10:49:39
How fun!! I have one:
Silence echoes as
snow falls softly, creating
a fresh white canvas
Feb 10, 2010 @ 11:57:36
What a great idea!
And I like your haikus.
Feb 10, 2010 @ 11:58:00
Fat, fluffy flurries
float silently down. Ears perk
on snow white rabbits.
Feb 10, 2010 @ 14:19:02
Snow in the driveway,
(Winter will not ever end)
waiting to be plowed.
Feb 10, 2010 @ 14:23:19
Whiteness all around
Wind and cold and sun abound
Who would end this joy?
Feb 10, 2010 @ 14:27:19
Chill to the last bone
Who proclaims the climate warms?
Raise your hand, I dare.
Feb 10, 2010 @ 14:43:28
I’m no poet, but I’m giving it a go!
Frolicking children
Barreling down snowy hills
Watch out — here they come!
Feb 10, 2010 @ 19:21:58
Fires inside glowing
Warming my freezing cold toes
What more is to life?
Feb 10, 2010 @ 19:25:15
Warm sun on cold snow
Playing soccer is boring
Come spring, please come now!
Feb 10, 2010 @ 19:37:18
Sledding down steep hills
I wish I could play longer
But Dad says ,”SHOVEL!
Feb 11, 2010 @ 09:48:12
Eight inches of snow,
icing on picnic table,
buries fond mem’ries.
Feb 11, 2010 @ 10:05:17
Sloppy noisy ‘V’,
Feathers flash against grey sky.
Regretful lament.
Feb 11, 2010 @ 10:12:02
Sweet tropical joy
Warm climes and crashing green waves:
The dreams of winter.
Feb 11, 2010 @ 10:18:54
Snowy diamonds gleam
At dawn, as fierce fire rises.
Beauty all divine.
Feb 11, 2010 @ 10:19:22
Oh yes, and as my prize, I’d like a pair of knitted slippers please!
Feb 11, 2010 @ 12:15:01
Pre dawn visitors
criss crossing fresh fallen snow
watching warily
Twelve four-legged beasts
nibble the lower branches
graceful, hungry deer.
Feb 11, 2010 @ 12:43:25
Eighteen-ninety-three
Last saw depth of snow so deep
Will Al say “uncle”?
Feb 12, 2010 @ 01:40:56
Ice contests galore
Maybe win some cashola
Then home to lovey
Feb 12, 2010 @ 08:55:00
pure, white, blanket snow
covering, reminding me
i am forgiven