Winter Haiku (300-304)

By Thomas Page Oceans of the Moon Dressed in telescope's mirrors On morning windshields.   Frost melting like the Dawn into bright morning sun-- Apollo's Commute.   The fallen snow grays As it sees more of the day Which will destroy it.   The perennials Like the annuals Seem faded in the freezing breeze.   … Continue reading Winter Haiku (300-304)

Holiday Contest First Prize: Poetry – Six Holiday Haiku/Senryu

By Katelyn Thomas He calculates, frets. Santa does not need to fit - No math in magic.   This Christmas morning nature tinseled the white pine with layers of ice.     Empty cardboard box - gift enough for the kitten. No need for the mouse.     They are not ready to pack their wonder … Continue reading Holiday Contest First Prize: Poetry – Six Holiday Haiku/Senryu