(untitled)#54

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only with the light

do shadows move but only

darkness reveals light

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In response to Purplepeninportland‘s Colours of the Heart

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(untitled)#53

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winter feigns until

finally you realise

how tight its ice-grip

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In response to Zoya on the theme of snow

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(untitled)#52

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each hexagon falls

reflecting inwardly

of its own nature

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innumerable

tumbling white upon white

snowflakes

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chaotic spin – drift

rarely settling on this earth

lest we should all melt

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haiku-heights theme: snow

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(untitled)#51

the wish is empty

before you only lies

opportunity

haiku-heights theme: wish

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(untitled)#50

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the winds of ghosts called –

 they told of where they had been

not where they yet went!

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the UK was just hit by storms and flooding; I’m pretty sure that this was the remnants of Superstorm Sandy. Despite believing I knew where they had come from, I had not really thought about their destination beyond our island. Here’s hoping that Scandinavia didn’t take it too hard.

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(untitled)#49

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lightning’s ap-peal

the thund’rous storm snaps

to reality

the dreamer awakening …

a nightmare scenario

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