Welsonn Goh Poet Haiku

Winter's Blood

Nature's dust,
Caking softly white
Silver rust,
Upon globes of grapes. 
Protective, 
Wit' her moon powder, of
Autumn's gift:
Her purple sugar.
Aching heart!
Poison'd blue & red,
Nature's blood,
Seal'd in winter's grape.

Hide away here her endless vine,
Her infinite potion of crimson wine.

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Jerry Bolton November 6, 2013 at 2:50 PM There is a lot said in this little gem, Welsonn. You go from "Caking softly white" to "Poison'd blue & red" with diversions to titillate the readers senses. I thoroughly enjoyed this one. Welsonn Goh November 6, 2013 at 3:05 PM Glad you enjoyed it Jerry. Will work hard on th next one. Much to learn.