Daver Austin Poet Haiku

The Seasons

THE SEASONS

a cold touch of heart
the empty whiteness of eyes
nothing green survives

sudden disturbance
yesterday now tomorrow
nothing audible

before you know it
this verdant transformation
and bright warm blue sky

the northern god speaks
his breath cool and threatening
a shiver – goose bumps

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James Marshall Goff June 16, 2013 at 8:06 AM Enjoyed, Daver! Jimbo

Phyllis Babcock January 28, 2013 at 6:49 PM I like the last one. Brings a picture to the mind. It has been so very cold here and I for one will be glad when spring arrives. love phyl

Joe Maverick January 25, 2013 at 7:46 PM I think I like the idea of that warm blue Sky most of all Daver.." I recokon that warmth could thaw out a heap a snow."

Michelle Mac Donald January 25, 2013 at 12:30 PM Feeling like Frosty, huh Daver?:) Thank goodness we've no carrot noses. You've painted a vista that feels very much like ours here. Love the imagery you've used, it can bring cold shivers into the minds and limbs of many. It's no wonder why some snowpeople have hats and scarves. Love, Mikki

Andrea Dietrich January 24, 2013 at 4:25 PM Hi,Daver, thanks for your visit!

Sara Kendrick January 24, 2013 at 10:41 AM Very expressive and descriptive work..Winter looks bleak but spring will arrive at its own time..Great way of expressing it..Enjoyed reading..Sara

Andrea Dietrich January 23, 2013 at 4:41 PM excellent haiku-ing on the seasons, Daver. I love all of them.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 23, 2013 at 11:21 AM It is lovely written Daver. - I wish spring was here now. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)