(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)#41

cold winds brush the land

owl monochromatic drifts

down falling

veiled by mists an orb – cool

casts yellow o’er the land

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