Monday #22: Winter Haiku


Hello Friends, it’s the seasonal haiku. Winter. Winter makes me contemplative. To me, winter feels like a time for remembering. For reflecting. For letting our minds and imaginations get quiet and really allowing the power of memory to wash over us. What does winter mean to you? Add your haiku to the comments section… and, just to remind you, it’s  three lines, 5-7-5 syllabic pattern. Have a beautiful week full of all your favorite memories.

Winter, remember

what I cannot see fully

in Summer’s fever.

TRY THIS WEEK: Let winter work its magic on you.

About Dar Hosta James

I am an artist living in New Jersey. I write and illustrate children's books, paint, draw, blog, coach, teach and speak about creativity.
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5 Responses to Monday #22: Winter Haiku

  1. Meg Fowler says:

    Power lines iced up.

    Sore back hauling logs for warmth

    when the lights go out.

  2. bloveland says:

    Winter long ago
    Christmas tree dragged through grove leaves
    Daddy is gone now

  3. Christie says:

    Clear blue skies beckon
    Sheer white clouds skimming across
    Hawks gliding overhead

  4. sokebe says:

    Night falls too early.
    I miss the warmth of the sun.
    Return, golden light.

  5. I love them all, everyone!

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