Winter winds howl, icy vapours penetrate, enchanting season. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: vapour / howl; and BrewNSpew’s Cafe prompt.)
Autumn dons a mask, regales the changing season, ignores Winter’s threat – and I too, dance, brightly clad, deny the nearness of death.
Do you stroll here on the winter walk, use rain as light, follow every wild bough, beautiful blue bird? Climb, live, see how happy this
Downy blankets of white softly settle, Nature gratefully submitting to slumber as the Earth bids a seasonal adieu. Inside, my body craving hibernation, curls into
Christmas morn blushing with childlike fervour – outside a chaste wonderland. (Written for RonovanWrites Haiku Challenge: chaste / blush. Image from personal collection.) Merry day
Fat flakes of snow fall on my face, my lens, disrupt focus – each icy formation a gentle kiss. Oh, Winter, you crafty old man,