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Piercing cold creeps past Shivering boughs, ice laden. Freezing mist drifts low. Advertisements
Today I have a guest blogger! I have introduced my good friend Huda to the haiku. Huda has written many things, but here is her very first haiku: I hope you like it as much as I do. Frozen ice … Continue reading
Bright red acer glows: Warmth of sunny summer days Persists to winter.
Urban street colours: Red bricks, grey pavement,blue bus, Odd slivers of grass.
Another ‘urban haiku’ – Clinking cups, hissing Machines, steamy clouds rising. Skinny latte please.
Gentle raindrops fall, Ripple calm waters like glass. Stones remain untouched.