End of Winter Haiku Blog on the 4th of Feb

Dear all,

As some of you would have realised, the Winter Blog was due to end on the 31st of January 2007. We have extended the last day for posts to the 4th of February, so that you have a few days of notice, should you need to make backups of the Haiku you have submitted here. After the 4th, we will remove you all as members - however the blog will remain as it is with everyone's contributions.

Alison Williams (see message below) will be hosting the Spring Haiku blog - thanks Alison! Please send her an email as requested if you want to join the Spring blog.

Thanks all for sharing in the Winter Haiku 2006 Blog.

Sangeet and Paul
(ps the post has been deliberately post dated to stay at the top of the blog)

white out

fresh snow
follows a passing bus.
dancing in the streets

a bare tree
against the moon
more than enough joy

[my response to One Deep Breath writing prompt, week of 1/29/07]

are they really

are they really

different from each other,

snowflakes,

landing on a newspaper,

life and death on the same page

hailstones

hailstones gather
on top of the wheelie bins
how long will they stay?

snow blanket

snow blanket
fails to warm my spirit
winter walk

Spring Haiku 2007

Many thanks to Sangeet and Paul for hosting Winter Haiku 2006! Please come and join us at Spring Haiku 2007

in a
secure place
Christmas Rose says
that Winter is still here
for sure

Gray skies of winter
seem to go on forever
color of my soul

deep winter —
a stray dog sniffs
an empty coffee cup

angry honking
a foreign duck
trys to join the group

Repose

scattered leaves
leaning against the curb
filled with snow

life
amid the bare branches
Japanese maganolias

Spring is coming...

Please send me an email - alison.williams@virgin.net - if you'd like an invitation to Spring Haiku 2007.

brilliant light
probing a deep sleep -
full moon


- Stephanie Roberts

mother and daughter
planting bulbs -
the dark earth

Dancing lights-
Afternoon snowflakes sparkle
as they skim river

Transit Woes

Frigidly clear day
car in the garage for hours
where are my earmuffs?

poet's funeral
the piper blows a lament
snowdrops' heads hang