I apologize for my absence. I’ve been swept
away with festivities, it seems; but I’ve time
for a haiku, and I'm looking forward to curling
up by the fire for an evening of poetry from all of you.
Submitted to Poets United Poetry Pantry #382
December 10, 2017
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First flakes have fallen
The world looks fresh and new
Would that it were true
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Happy December, Ms Crawford. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful ~ sigh ~ indeed, the purity of a blanket of white snow, often enfolds a harsh irony.
ReplyDeleteInteresting last line. I always enjoy my visits here.
ReplyDeleteZQ
The last line turns it on its head beautifully!
ReplyDeleteExcellent last line on this lovely haiku, Bev!
ReplyDeleteI wish it were true, too. But it does look beautiful in the snow........
ReplyDeleteI wish the it were true, we need a bit of purity in the world.
ReplyDeleteAh, I agree....if only it would be true! But we can enjoy the freshness anyway and hope for better tomorrows.
ReplyDeleteMay this be true. A new freshness, a new lease of life.
ReplyDeleteAlways a pleasure to read your writings.
ReplyDeleteYes, "would that it were true."
ReplyDeleteLike Wendy, I felt that sigh in the last line all the way in my bones...
ReplyDelete'nough said. Wistful. You speak my mind.
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