Winter Haibun

Hallow Eve to Candlemas,the sun now turning south,;November is sombre,December dark,January,February cold and stark.Catkins litter the forest floor,beeches shed their leaves galore.Gales melange the mix,as decay brings nature's bionomics.Hexagon pointed stars move and shift ,into a patterned powdered drifts.Rain filled days of slush and muck,webs on shards of gossamer stuck.Twilight months in winter shade until the snowdrops matamorphise in the glade shapes spread statuesque foliage in Winter clothes- melancholy me you may hear me recite this haibun on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro check out my short forms @strandpoet on twitter