new year's eve--
rubbing velvet
the wrong way

First appeared in The Heron's Nest v9.i4.

New Year's Eve

New Year's Eve
the promise of better days
heard in the wind


HAVE A GREAT NEW YEAR'S DAY

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New Year's Eve--
the cartoon snow is replaced
by champagne

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*H*A*P*P*Y N*E*W Y*E*A*R E*V*E*R*Y*O*N*E*!

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New Year

Occasionally bangs
marks the day
a war is coming
at midnight
the New Year

new year's eve
images wobble in puddles
whisky breaths

arctic front
brings snow
still life

Winter's hues - soft, faint.
World living quietly, sighs
a gentle exhale.

White

after your phone call...
the perfect white
of this winter sky

amid barking dogs
the kennel attendant hums
"Silent Night"

Frosty Morning

coming home at dawn
ice encapsuled rose bud
droops on the bush

Green moss glows
under silver brown beech trees;
winter woods.

The New Year Party is over

uninvited guest
spilled the claret
spoiled the carpet





Shakespearian tribute posted at http://poet-in-residence.blogspot.com

frigid morning
talking with mechanic
red faced....

his wife gone
the old man finds a leak
in his hot-water bottle

Barely White Christmas

at the Christmas table
seeing my younger sisters
now have grey hair

Postmarked 12th December and arriving...

364 days too early
and 2 days too late
her christmas card

(next year is of course a leap year)

Harvest

juice and seeds
escape from my mouth
fresh orange

bypassing the thorns
to reach the prize
grapefruit

A wonderful Christmas to everyone! I have enjoyed emailing to all of ya'll for the Fall and Winter Haiku blogs.

I look forward to being inspired more next week and next year!

stiff winter grasses
nothing moving but the wind -
old men's bones cracking


may I wish all my winter haiku friends a joyous Christmas and a peaceful new year

Best wishes for your christmas time to all my fellow Winter Haiku-ers!!

Longest Night

longest night
your scent clings
to a thrown-away envelope

the things that remind me
how little I deserve you

chirps

icy sun ~
chirps in the artificial
Christmas trees

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soleil de glace ~
pépiements dans les sapins
artificiels

the wood fence bends
as the winter wind blows-
reminding myself
that sunset will be later
each day 'til june

Winter Solstice

Turning;
red tailed hawk
bursts into flight

A Winter's Tale from the Vienna Woods

silvery trees
lightly shivering
frost on my head

Christmas Stress (U.S. style)

co-workers
fighting over
fried chicken legs

Christmas Card

chainstore christmas card
from 10,000 miles
brings familiar greetings

every morning
a robin -
the rising sun on his breast

Almost Noel

days before Christmas
doing the happy dance
in the office

Armour

Frozen birds pond
Blackbird measuring thickness
How thick is your armour, love?

the poet's cottage
lost in drifting snow -
a thread of smoke

holiday chores
making christmas post cards
and humming carols

wintry showers

wintry showers
drops of gossip
unabated

photo: phill deason
words: mandy smith
© 2007

frosty mist -
the spider's decorated
the cherry tree

Father's Gone Hunting

As a child I always looked forward to my father going deer hunting because it meant that I'd get to sleep with my Mom. There were four of us children but I was the lucky one who was given the honor of sleeping with Mama. She said she liked sleeping with me because I kept still when I slept and I was the best goochier [her term for cuddling]. When we would get into bed she'd say, "scoot over here, honey and let's goochie up." She would wrap her arms around me and I could feel her smell my hair and sigh. There was no better feeling in the world to my little girl's heart.

cold winter night
wrapped in
warmth and love

frosty morning
crackling over the lawn
enroute to the car

December day
snow covers the walk
feeling lost

holiday party
scoping the poinsettias
for the office desks

SANTA CLAUS

in the crowded mall
a santa claus asking for
my autograph


--R.K.SINGH

Waiting for Santa

in the dark rooms
the stockings hang
limp and satsuma-ripe


poet-in-residence
http://poet-in-residence.blogspot.com

Winter Returns Again (after a hot week)

Joy
wearing 99 pence
Scottish gloves

memories roar
in the silent snowfall-
candles flicker

Today in Vienna

countless snowflakes falling
bringing messages
from distant stars


poet-in-residence

Weekend's coming

brutal week's end
favorite chair and hot cocoa
waiting for me

clementine

morning meeting ~
my fingers smell
clementine

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réunion du matin ~
mes doigts sentent
la clémentine

Circling

slowly circling
as I speak of this
break in my life
the flock of geese
too weak to fly home

Christmas shopping
above a sea of faces
a Rabbi holding his hat

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Christmas shopping--
I can't board the train
but they are regular

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Christmas lights dazzling -
deep in the beggar's cap
dull brown pennies

Downtown View

Gobbling

skyscrapers
fog

Joy of the Season

great wine find in store
splurging on a case-
merry Christmas to me

clammy morning-
frozen leaves droop on vines
under grey skies

first snow -
hurriedly winding up
the garden hose

the thistle leaf -
its own glittering
icicles

Crows in Winter

on the foggy trees
the crows are still
blinking their eyes
& stretching their tails


Poet-in-Residence

COLD SNAP COMING

at first light
aching knees say cold's coming
who needs Accu- Weather?

few snow grains so white, so innocent the storm breaks

sniego kruopelė tokia balta, nekalta pūga prasideda

WINTER

silence of birds
and sun so miserly
I feel homesick:
mists, fogs and leaflessness
add to monotony


--R.K.SINGH

imagining
the scent of jasmine
in winter rain-
such a list,
the things I can't have

Dusk, In recline

Descending Hues,

Long shadows fall

Coffee and frost

weekend fun-
snow flake manicure designs
for the season

WINTRY WIND

wintry wind
bangs the window tonight
my thoughts agitate


--R.K.SINGH

Xmas Haiku

alabaster snow
in an agitated bubble
hides the scene


Gwilym Williams
http://poet-in-residence.blogspot.com

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The new Winter Railway timetable came into force
yesterday so I hope this doesn't happen this year too! ;-)

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winter timetable-
the late train leaves behind
half a school trip

Blithe Spirit 
British Haiku Society journal  
vol 17 no. 1 March 2007

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Centerpiece

hot glue burn
from the holiday centerpiece
this empty place
now that I’ve built my life around
your absence

Two apples
frozen in time
so are we

Winter Blues

down time-

wondering what's my legacy

in all this chaos

Adventures In Meditation

Feeling pensive when I wake I decide to go out and meditate in the chill morning air. I build a fire in my chiminea and sit in the lotus position on my swing. The warmth from the chiminea is soothing me as I close my eyes, take a deep breath and start to relax. "Ommmmmmm...ow, ow, ow, ouch!" I look down and see my orange kitten's teeth latched onto my thumb drawing blood. Dozer, my 60 lb. bulldog hears my yelp of pain and decides he wants in my lap along with the kitten. The kitten gets scared and wraps her paws around my neck and is unwilling to let go as Dozer tries to lick me in the face. Ugh!

Sighing, no longer in the mood to meditate, I wondered if Maharishi Mahesh Yogi ever had these problems?

warmth radiating
from a fire pit
inner peace

dead leaf
hangs on a dead limb-
winter wind
interrupts the cold
brutal silence

BLUE ROSES

Morning sun
in the dewy lawn:
blue roses


--R.K.SINGH

winter rain
pelting the windshield
on the way home

Early Frost

early frost...
wondering which of us
has changed

Sciurus carolinensis

December morning
Sciurus carolinensis
pauses

haiga © gerald england, 2007

snowbound
loudly ticking clock
cabin fever

Winter's children float.

Green bed of water supports

as cold rocks embrace.

her heavy bags fall
she falls -
snow melts on her staring eyes

chilly first light
dark green grass
poking through the snow

snow man -
children show me
how to make one

Big Easy Christmastime
tent city
near City Hall

Going Out To Eat

Walking out the door he says "we'll go at noon...I'll give you a call." I jump up and start getting dressed so I'll be ready when he calls. The dog gets excited because he senses we are getting out of the house today. Noon comes and goes...no call. I carry the phone around with me everywhere I go so I will not miss his call. 1:00, 2:00, 3:00...still no call. Thirty eight years of waiting for calls that will not come. One day I will learn his word means nothing.

icy wind
raking desolate fields
bitterness

Winter still lives here

but the ebbing of the sun

moves cold beyond reach.

cool breeze
kisses the cheeks
winter's blush

first snow-
angels instead of football
on my lawn

cedar trees
burdened with ice
bow

wind in the chimney -
broken things
race along the street

at the mall
wafting the side doors-
the smell of snow

cold, crisp morning
not fully in winter’s grip –
desert roses bloom

listening to the roof,
trying to discern –
squirrels or branches?

evening commute
first snowflakes bouncing off
car window

Winter's light blanket

Hillside sleeps beneath its weight

Past turns to future

winter wind
and the sound of branches
arguing

advent candles
flickering -
the wind's long journey

Frustration

30 minutes standing

22 people deep

Front of the line

Daddy, I dont want to sit in Santas lap.

End of the Season

at the end of the season
I find some things
still clinging--
this blood-brown leaf
and thoughts of you



With our first ice storm of the year, Autumn is officially over.

country road
a doe licks salt
through the ice

Jingle Bells

It's the busy holiday season. Downtown people are rushing to get their gift shopping done. A Salvation Army bell ringer raises money for the local shelter. I give homeless people scant thought as I drop a dollar in the can, and then I walk away. I button my coat against the wind.


cold Christmas morning
on the theater fire escape
a sleeping bag

start of advent
red, green and gold goody bags
wait to go to work