False security.
Southern sky glows, clouds unfurl —
rainbow to the north.
Tag: winter
Winter haiku #1
Early morning light.
Amidst darkened scapes and twigs,
winter flowers bloom.
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Tanka #4
Late autumn sunrise.
Tucked in their sparkling houses,
some dream of Christmas.
For them, today means nothing,
their minds fixed upon winter.
Sarah Potter Writes 