Friday, September 16, 2011

The Cold

Winter

Not a soul in sight
Barren as the desert sand
But glaringly cold

White as the seagull
Lonely for some while , but no!
In the horizon

There’s laughter and shouts
Yes! Not a care in the world
Throwing and tumbling,

Snowballs and snowman
Kids create ways to enjoy in
Biting cold  weather

Submitted for Haiku Heights # 75
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6 comments:

  1. GraceSeptember 17, 2011 at 9:52 AM

    The cold winter.. brrr... like the laughter, snowman and snowballs....

    Happy weekend ~

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  2. Susie ClevengerSeptember 17, 2011 at 10:32 AM

    Reminds me of my winters as a child...don't seem much snow here in Texas..a great write!!

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  3. Pat HattSeptember 17, 2011 at 4:54 PM

    Oh hate the cold winter, but it was fun as a kid.

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  4. Jyoti MishraSeptember 17, 2011 at 5:38 PM

    Kids create ways to enjoy in..
    so true they always find some or the other ways to enjoy even in extreme conditions.

    Good one Hank !!!

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  5. Pramoda MeduriSeptember 17, 2011 at 6:51 PM

    Chilling post on a chilling winter..;)

    Well put..

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  6. RHYTHM AND RHYMESeptember 18, 2011 at 1:36 AM

    I ma not a lover of the cold but your poem made it sound exciting with snowballs and the snow.
    Well done.

    Yvonne.

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