Today, Dear Readers, I would like to wax poetic on the rather fickle nature of the recent weather. Eh hem…
Snow. Wind. Sun. Rain. Dry.
Don’t know how to dress myself.
So I remain. Nude.
Gentle, then raging.
Were I like this weather is
on meds I would be.
Will it snow? or Shine?
Who knows what tomorrow holds?
Naps. Certainly naps.
How’s the weather treating all of you this week?
Tell me what haiku you’d like to hear next time.
Today, I have decided to wax poetic about the snow or lack thereof.
Hey snow, where are you?
I like watching through the glass
As you stop traffic.
Floating down softly
seesawing through the crisp air
Touching down, lightly.
You make the streets slick
Drivers are swearing while I
Relax and groom fur.
PS. I’m taking suggestions for next week’s Tuesday Haikusday topic. What’chu got?
Since it seems that the only thing anyone in the Midwest can talk about is the weather, I thought I’d join in with my own thoughts on the subject. I give you haikus about the cold. Eh hem…
My zen-like aura keeps me warm while I contemplate haiku in my garden.
Bubbles turn to glass
Boiling water turns to ice.
And yet I nap still.
Snow covers the world,
Dancing crystals catching light
inciting my chase.
Wind burns on your skin
because the dog pees outside.
Bonus points for cats.
Is it cold where you are? Tell me about it. Is it warm instead? Keep it to yourself.
It’s snowing here. The cars are sliding around, the dog is peeing freely anywhere the snowflakes fall…. ahh, Christmas time is upon us. And so, I wax poetic about the snow. Eh hem…
Blizzard!!! Even my Magic Carpet suffers from snowstorms.
Crystals of white ice
Flurry down upon my head
to melt in my fur.
You cover the ground
til the dog turns you yellow.
Small circle of pee.
What is this carpet?
A tapestry of ice flakes.
Stump prints in the snow.
What’s your favorite thing to do in the snow? Do you like it or do you run away? Tell me about it!
It was recently announced that I, Crepes, will be writing my autobiography as part of an anthology that will be published by FitCat in 2014. I have chosen Tree House, my alma mater, as my charity, for without them, there would be no story to tell. Stay tuned for more details about the project in the coming months!