in the old forest
a woodpecker taps for worms –
far, a semantron
*
freshly fallen dew –
on the field of red poppies
a million suns
*
snow on the fir trees –
the hissing scintillation
of the hatchet’s blade
*
winter’s private stash
of sweet-scented summer dreams –
a frozen rosebud
*
on the wooden bridge –
snowflakes like cherry petals
swirling and swirling
© LIliana Negoi
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Jamie Dedes is a Lebanese-American poet and free-lance writer. She is the founder and curator of The Poet by Day, info hub for poets and writers, and the founder of The Bardo Group, publishers of The BeZine, of which she was the founding editor and currently a co-manager editor with Michael Dickel. Ms. Dedes is the Poet Laureate of Womawords Press 2020 and U.S associate to that press as well. Her debut collection, "The Damask Garden," is due out fall 2020 from Blue Dolphin Press.
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Haiku is perfect for letting Nature be itself, adding very little. These are just right!
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Thank you! 🙂
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