Warm winter. Plump birds.
Loads of holly berries left.
~~earthworms plentiful~~
Category: Poetry
Monday Morning #Haiku 90 — Flint
Too damp to spark fire,
flint and sticks lie abandoned
in muted woodland.
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Monday Morning #Haiku 89 — Snowflakes
Cushioned by night hush,
hear the ploff of snow falling
in time with your heart.
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Monday Morning #Haiku 88 — Pebble beach
Tide laps, grey enfolds.
Winter season. No tourists.
Lone prints in shingle.
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Monday Morning #Haiku 87 — Periwinkles
January warmth
Azure periwinkles bloom
Midwinter faux spring
Sarah Potter Writes 