Winter Haiku Walk

Co-leader Brad Bennett and I ventured out across Great Meadows on Sunday, with eight other hearty souls, our Haiku minds open to the wild and turbulent wind, whirling snow, and winter solitude.  Here are a few shared Haiku inspirations from our group coupled with some of my photographs.

snow smoke swirls

bent cattail blades

whisper

Iris Fennell

finding calm

in the rage of winter wind

a complete surprise

Cassandra Oxley

dancing snow

specters in the haloed sun

spring so distant 
Cassandra Oxley

howling wind

and whirling snow

moving ghostly eddies

Susan Primm Thel

ice flows black water –

colors of poets watching

geese swimming upstream

Cherrie Corey

a cold silence
geese swimming upriver
past floating ice 

Brad Bennett

swamp dogwood 

in snow

red in endless white

Beth Brownlow

coffee ready waiting

warmth for haiku trekkers

snow spirals whirling

Anne Whitaker

With our gathered inspirations, we adjourned to Thoreau Farm to share our Haiku and warm refreshments.  On my short drive home, at dusk, I noticed a firey glow building on the horizon and dashed back to Great Meadows for an unexpected sunset at the end of this icy, gray day.  Snow swirling pink now, a "double" sun, and a welcome encounter with dusk-walking friends, Iris and Mary.

winter branches

end of day

sky fire

Iris Fennell