Winter Haiku and Tanka

Haiku

1) Changelings

Snow Buntings flock o'er

wintry field--shifting, bright flash

of light-- my wild eyes.

2) Hurt

Sky at Waterside

steely grey-- unforgiving--

I cannot forget.

3) A. C.

I'm loathe to think of

you, yet you permeate me,

cling like cigarettes.

Tanka

1) No More Tunes for You

Strains of fiddle play

themselves out, fade away while

not a soul listens.

Even the wind erases

your song from its memory.

And because I question everything--two rhetorical questions:

If winter is a season of the heart, are spring flowers the balm of forgiveness?

Are there some things you should never forgive?

Thanks for reading.

Watching gorgeous Snow Buntings is, like writing, good for the soul.

Be well,

Jill