Winter Haiku- 2014/15

silent oak tree,
unanimous echo
underground

great noble beast,

from the darkest folds

a full moon rises

winter solstice-

a few last words

in noon time shadows

reflecting back
on the past year-
pale winter light

crystalline flakes 

possibilities 

day and night

howling wind
in a barren tree,
sudden memory

pink white and blues

pool in a silent view,

the sky in her voice

froth of thoughts
ride on westward wind-
i’ll have another


clumsy old humor,
my flailing strut
on sidewalk ice

fresh snow

clear sobriety

day light

coffee break-

another set of words

to lead elsewhere

cool frosted light
on the living room floor,
my hour in the moon

search helicopter

over black water

finds only winter

hard truths-
concrete sunlight
road salt dust

river ice

zen 

for moses

sub zero lows

with high clouds

in trailing bloom