Snow / Three Haiku and a Tanka
Trickle from pine boughs
Drilling holes in the first snow
For hungry sparrows
Framed by a snow sky
Crows over the field sketching
A charcoal drawing
Last light falls and flares
Flickering inside snow clouds
Rice paper lanterns
* * * * * * *
Snow drifts and settles
Nothing above or below
Has stirred across it
If you come to look for me
You will know where I have gone
Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2012-12-30 at 16:58
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