night thaws to morning
the clean broom of spring snowfall
sweeping cold from stones
night thaws to morning
a rim of frost on the grass
turning to dew
the clean broom of spring snowfall
biting wind and ice
gentled by the sun
sweeping cold from stones
leaves a wake of greenery
a morning bouquet
Kim M. Russell, 23rd February 2020
My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #117: the cold night
This weekend our meditation challenge is to create a ‘fusion-ku’ from two given haiku and then, from the ‘fusion-ku’, create a troika:
spring snow
purifies earth and heaven
our enemies perish
Mizuhara Shûôshi
the cold night
comes out of the stones
all morning
Jim Kacian
Beautiful, Kim
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I love when frosty evenings melt away into warm spring days. I just wish there wasn’t mud involved.
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That’s what Wellington boots are for!
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Yes indeed. Sadly my little dogs will not wear them. I have tried.
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The clean broom of spring snowfall. I love that image!
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such lovely scenes! (@—>—-)
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Thanks Dorna! 🙂
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