dVerse Haibun Monday — Winter Bones

Bones of Winter White crystal bones, strewn on the surface of the land. A million bones to sift through to reconstruct a framework of reference. Cold, inert, matters to be melted, moved, covered, walked on by all manner of living beings. Piles of bones, pushed and blown into convenient places. Crumbles and patterns, geometric shapes…

dVerse Q238 — Sleep Will Have to Wait

image by Daniel Sleep Will Have to Wait Oh, how I longto curl up,warm-cocooned,for crescent’s dreamlight’s long night. Alas, winter dreamsto hibernate must wait.Faithful frigid friendextends their visit. Awake, I step into wool socks,shove into gloves,layer paint to show snowdrifts some churning love. Mish is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday.  Mish wants us to…

dVerse OLN 331 — Nature Speaks

You gaze, your golden eye fringedwith pine lashes; snow cradle angelsframe your grace in a face of blue. You brush a message of “unknown“across grainy crystal canvas thatanswers a question from the soul. You frost the dancing winter willowas its scraggly yellow hair shimmieswith gratitude; “no limbs lost, thanks.“ Your tacit promise of Spring singsin…

Winter Raptor (haibun)

A few days ago, I was out and about in the car. As I pulled up in the driveway of the house, a large bird winged away from one of the trees near the bird feeders and perched in another tree out back. I noticed several rusty red feathers among the bird’s wings and back…

dVerse — OLN 309 — winter haiku

cold brick notice brings a smile to rosy cheeks boots crunch snow to lake summer spirits empty winter pavilion smell of wood smoke bare trees stand, still winter benches brushed with snow along frozen lake straight steps soon turn away from the cloudy sun cold hands, warm heater Out and about on errands today, I…