Winter …

winter moon –
snow falls around me
just as white

as the snow melts
the first kiss of spring –
netted iris

Shared with Haiku Heights and Carpe Diem.

(’12, Dec 27)

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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