Winter sun squeezes
low between naked branches
crowned by feathered clouds.
Nice haiku, thanks for sharing!
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Thanks. Glad you liked it 🙂
I visually saw your words.
Thanks, Kim. I hope they made you smile 🙂
Although they are bleak, there’s something about spiny, bereft branches that really moves me, and the quality of the winter light, too. Love the photo and haiku, Sarah. What you’ve done here also really brings home to me the Shakespearean phrase “bare ruined choirs,” although I think most scholars seem to say that sonnet goes more toward autumn. Oh well. Beautiful regardless; bravo!
I have always been obsessed with naked winter trees. It’s a shame I haven’t kept all my charcoal and pencil sketches of them that I did as a child. Am so glad you loved the photo and haiku, Leigh. Thank you 🙂
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