Naked trees pull thegrey sky close---November's clothdressing their bare limbs ~~~
Tag: trees
Pillars of rain
While my background brain sorts out the best order for the chapters of my novel-in-progress, I am returning to haiku. What better place than the lake during a late-summer storm, to roll words around the elements.
but on the trees
Snow falls heavy, thick, but on the trees pink buds, tiny, wait ~~~
Ellen Symons Writes 