cold

SUNDAY VERSES #13

/ mobius faith 
3 WINTER HAIKU

Winter ice on trees
glitters like festive tinsel
under morning sun

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When days are shorter
fiercely blows the winter wind
piling snow in drifts

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Frigid air on skin
Persistent chill burrows deep
Winter wet and cold

sunday verses #11

/ mobius faith 
4 haiku for the end of Autumn.


(12/01/21)
Leaves begin their fall.
Colors changing while you watch
autumn's rich pageant.

(11/27/19)
Cold, dark, windy night;
trees shudder; dead leaves unchained 
make fierce their escape

(12/01/21)
Distant in the dark.
Sweet sounds the soft piano.
Music in the night.

(12/01/21)
Chill'd, damp autumn night.
Sleepless bare trees sway slowly.
Unwrapp'd, expos'd heart.