Andrew tells us there is a tradition of writing a ‘positive’ haiku on the first day of the year. His is here, and Jill has joined in here. Mine is below; if you would like to add yours to the comments, I’ll bring it up for a New Year’s poem dance.
frozen garden —
scattered on snow
seed for the birds
from Sarpy Sam:
Seasons turn around
Sun,snow streaks the air abound
Friends, like grass arise
from mjones:
Voice flutes from below,
shutting out the wind. I think:
He’ll be four this year.
from whiskey:
Resolutions? No.
I have promises to keep
and miles, miles to go.
from Alice:
the past is written
clean new page, fresh ink to write
what comes after this
from Ken:
Cymbals bright and pure
Bounce off players singing horns
Musicians’ New Year
from Dave:
this one; and
To what shall I liken
this New Year’s, warm and brown?
It happens, that’s all.
from Cathy:
New day-
leave the paperwhite
from Cindy:
Nearly flash-frozen
on the beach: north wind gusts down
Gastineau Channel.
from jenett:
Come in from the rain
Reinvent and try again
New without the pain
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