11.19 haiku series: …until… (two prompts)

11.19 haiku series: …until… (two prompts)

once green the chestnut
at dusk is withered; brown, gone,
buried by squirrel

dawns’ balloon sun hides
in the chill of this winter
fifteen degree – morn

layer your clothing
huddle in the crowd, stay warm
until blossoms bloom

©JP/dh

http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/11/18/heeding-haiku-with-ha-kigo-november-18-2014/

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2014/11/carpe-diem-608-dusk.html
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17 thoughts on “11.19 haiku series: …until… (two prompts)

  1. Fantastic. It never ceases to amaze me how you can write to form – and how with so few, but well chosen words and phrases, you convey such depth of meaning and paint such vivid pictures. 😀

  2. Too many layers here in the desert would cause me to break into a sweat! (I know you can’t imagine such a thing in your part of the country today!)

    • I’ve just got cold… Buffalo, NY has has five feet of snow with more on the way!
      The desert can get chilly at night though, can’t it. Not freezing though?

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