Haiku: Encounter

They laugh when meeting
Stances speak louder than sounds –
The cold is dismissed

Haiku: Greetings

Birdsongs presage spring
as I walk through frosted trees –
the frigid moon greets

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Young ones love the frost
They hanker for drifting snow
I watch from inside

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Sorrow in the wind
A draft keeping me awake
This cold moonless night

Precious, meagre sun
Fingers and thumbs numbed by cold
Praise returning warmth