Poetry Friday: Winter haiku

Last night was an icy one; roads, houses, and treetops awoke this morning with a crystal coating an eighth of an inch thick. Consequently, when I came upon this photo online, I knew I had a subject…

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12 thoughts on “Poetry Friday: Winter haiku

  1. Matt, I can see why you stopped to take this photo. It is gorgeous and I do like your poem. it reminds me of when I was little in Syracuse and the snow was knee high. We created our own fort whenever the fresh snow fell. I would like to add this image poem to my winter gallery with your permission.

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