Becky’s Haiku: Sweet and Tart
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Sweet scent of Spring makes
the heart sing; must first propel
through Winter’s tart spell!
Another haiku challenge from Ronovan Writes blog using the words “sweet” and “tart”. If you like word challenges and haiku’s, then I invite you to also accept Ronovan’s latest challenge at this link and have fun: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/category/haiku-prompt-challenge/
At First
At first, the sun ascended the winter sky.
the day then declared, banishing the dark;
the deep hours of persistent night.
At first, the new snow fallen sparkled
under the light of the shining sun
as if brilliant diamonds were
dispersed in the white frozen surface.
And soon a solitary hare and a squirrel
jumped and ran about on a
creation of ways that interweave
across the ice-crusted pale ground.
At first the oaks, the elm trees,
and the trees of maple,
removed bare of their clothes,
their perfumed autumn garments of resin,
stood resolute to guard this silent scene
where, in the end, there remains
a soft calmness across the ghostly drifts
of twinkled whiteness.
At first a search in the quiet mind:
the trip begins of the thoughtful one
where the heart leads the soul to a
place of relaxing peace.
Becky’s Haiku: Quick and Slip
Sun has risen, day
Quickly descends. Must rise: not
let it slip unseen.
In the Beginning…
In the beginning, the sun arose in the wintry sky;
as the day brightened, it chased away the deep
dark hours of the lingering night.
In the beginning, the new fallen snow sparkled
beneath the gleaming sunlight
as if glittering diamonds were
scattered on the frozen white surface.
And soon a lone hare and a squirrel
hopped and scampered about
creating crisscrossing paths
across the white barren land.
In the beginning the oaks, the elms,
and the maple trees,
stripped bare of their garments
of resin-scented autumn leaves,
stood guard over this silent scene
where, in the end, there remains
a gentle quietness across the drifts
of whiteness gleam.
In the beginning a searching
journey starts from a wistful
heart and leads the soul to a
place of restful peace.
