Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Snowy, Snowy Day

If indeed a picture is worth a thousand words, why should I write anything about this road not taken in winter?

But, on the other hand, being a writer, I can hardly resist the opportunity to pen a bit of haiku.

Wending, wandering
snow-covered lane through the woods
to--I wonder where.

Now it's your turn, gentle reader. With the above photo (by R. Ford) as inspiration, write a haiku in the "Comments" section. Pen as many poems as you wish, but please use a new comment for each.

Just to remind you, haiku is a Japanese form consisting of three lines with a syllable count of 5-7-5. The subject usually is some aspect of nature captured in fleeting moment. In this case, I've provided the photo.

16 comments:

  1. Shovel, shoveling.
    Grunt and stoop. Shovel some more.
    Oh, my back. It hurts.

    Sorry. I live in Minnesota. My view of snow isn't very romantic right now.

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  2. shoveling again
    my back might break from the weight
    do I deserve this?

    Can anyone tell I'm over the snow? LOL

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  3. Sam you and I were thinking along the same lines!

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  4. Dear poets all,

    I love your haiku. It just goes to show that it's all a matter of perspective. Romanticism disappears when one is wielding an overloaded snow shovel. Keep writing anyway. . .

    Because of Christ,
    Sharon

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  5. [I am posting this on behalf of "Annie," age 8.]

    Wow, a pretty sight
    Why would I go some place else
    When I can stay here?

    [Thank you, Annie. This is great! Keep writing.)

    Because of Christ,
    Sharon

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  6. Crystal frost and white
    What lies beneath the blanket
    Ice trouble or gold

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  7. Pure,pure
    The winding path is so pure
    The Lord's path that is

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  8. Nice imagery, Carolyn.

    And Anonymous, I've enjoyed so much of your work through the years. This is another good piece. :-)

    Because of Christ,
    Sharon

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  9. The path invites me
    And repels at the same time.
    Dare I leave footprints?

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  11. Frigid gusts' fury
    turning chaos into calm
    simplified splendour

    ~By Dawna Upadhyay

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  12. The woods are lovely
    light and sweet;
    Beckoning, my soul follows.



    Beautiful photo! Thanks for sharing.

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  13. You're welcome, Linore. Thank you for the beautiful haiku. "Beckon" is on my "favorite words" list.

    Because of Christ (Who beckons us to follow Him)
    Sharon

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  14. Dawna, I love the contrast in your haiku. So true! Thanks.

    Because of Christ,
    Sharon

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  15. I had the same idea as a couple of comments above, before I read them:

    Scraping, shoveling --
    Not again, six more inches!
    Where is that snow plow?

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  16. Rising, brightening
    pathway into purity --
    you lead, I'll follow.

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