Monday, December 14, 2009

Breath

Winter's long breath
settles along
the grey earth
in immaculate beads--
no longer water,
not yet snow:
a whisper
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2 comments:

  1. cath cDecember 14, 2009 at 8:36 PM

    lovely and very haiku-like. just grazing on a particular natural wonder and expanding into the universe.

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  2. Debra BellonDecember 15, 2009 at 10:27 AM

    Thanks, Cathy...I was thinking it was *almost* a haiku

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