bare birch tree swaying
blizzard blows away branches ~
chiding chickadee
5th December 2022
For Tania Kitchin's "Winter Nature Themed Haiku" contest
The birch tree bends
over the abandoned playground
its papery thin bark peeling
exposing the stark white wood beneath
A few brown withered leaves
that stubbornly refuse to fall
continue clinging to its branches
fluttering in the frigid winter wind
like fringe from the tattered shroud
of a lonesome ghost
searching for fellow lost souls
looming over the empty swings
and the slide buried beneath
a blanket of snow
while the children who
romp and sing songs in its shade
gaze wistfully out of the window
waiting patiently for spring
as they sip from mugs of hot cocoa
Cover me with the haze of
Fragmented years,
Let me sleep through this autumn
Where rains greedily devour
Dying leaves,
And streams flow into the rotten silence.
Clothe me with the moss
Which grew in the wrinkles of the forehead,
Make me senseless for the cruel fingers of the northerly wind,
And the silver which dwells
On Venus Hill,
Just leave my eyes naked
To count in them rings of the birch tree,
Which cut down
Our unmeasurable distance.
white keys of birch trees
black keys of spruces and pines -
music of twilight
8.20.2019
One Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Rick Parise
Syllables Per Line: 5 7 5
Birch Tree in Early Spring
Every breath of wind
stirs the branches,
each
with a drop of
yesterday’s rain,
frozen in the moment,
sparkling now in the sun,
like a thousand diamonds,
and I,
I am dazzled.
Outside my window
birch tree in the summer sun
snow in summertime