
I love the anticipation of a snowstorm almost as much as the storm itself. Afterwards, the world offers much to think about – neighborly kindnesses, objects that take on a different appearance, animal tracks to puzzle over. I keep those who are being negatively impacted by the unusual storms spreading across the country in my hearts. Luckily, the storm in my area has been less disruptive (although it has started snowing again). It gave me time to pause and ponder, before and after, and write two haiku.
Before the Storm
the air smells of snow
waiting for the quiet white
to tickle my nose
After the Storm
scoops of snow and ice
piled on an empty swing set
winter’s ice cream treat
Ruth has today’s Poetry Round Up here. Stop by for links to more poetry and a surprise group poem of fascinating facts.
I love, “smell of snow” and “ice cream treat.”
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Thanks for reading, Linda!
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Your second haiku hit home. For me, snow on the empty swingset speaks of children grown and flown.
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Thanks, Laura. “Children grown and flown” is so poetic! It could be an alternate ending.
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I love the quiet white tickling my nose.
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Your poems pair nicely with Kay’s “How to Be a Snowman.”
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I will be thinking of the smell of snow today, and how it’s like ice cream. It’s snowing where I live today. Lovely haiku
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Now I’m going to think of an “ice cream treat”, Rose. We have snow coming tonight! No much, but needed moisture here for sure. I too get excited when they predict a storm coming, but I do know it’s not always fun for some, like those snowplow drivers! Have a nice Sunday enjoying your snow!
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I like those details, Rose!
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