Three x Winter Haiku
Walking in darkness
your front door briefly lights up
in the heavy rain.
*
Ripping out the trees
lighting hit the forest hard
flooding the river
*
Sleeping in winter
the trees hiberate alone
awaiting for Spring.
Sunday 9th January 2022 8:05 pm
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