Today is also ending--
at the bottom of the snowstorm
the gigantic sun


From the deep
emerging green
melting ice

Crows morning discussion
temporarily stopped
when the street lights went out
In the darkest corners
hidden secrets
no soul without corners
The wind is restless,
It blows sunshine up the road
And into my face.

Through high misted clouds
Opal moon shines on the snow;
Tracing tree shadows.

Rephrasing haiku 534

Shadow trees
outlined by snow
in silent night


Dark trees
marked with snowlines
in silent night
sne markerer linjerne
i den stille nat

Black snowbird

In snow covered bush
playing hide-and-seek
a Blackbird

After I wrote this and title it, I found that a “snowbird” when talking about people is a term, among others, for people who have a second home in warmer locate in winter.


leafless now
they face us and we know
they're cold
there are no coats for them
yet, more of us will not  rebloom
..Sat., Jan. 12, 2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony, reaching
into the poet's mind

ripened slice of light
unwraps the world from darkness
freeing a new year


it  takes a while
for them to clear this storm's
mounds of snow...
I met her on such a wintry
day--we were so happy then
..Tuesday, Jan., 8, 2013..(C)2013 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony; reaching
into the poet's mind

the morning enters
without a knock

- Pravat Kumar Padhy 
Frogpond, 35-3, 2012