Early Spring Haiku
Close, but no cigar! Here is my mirror-metaphor and it looks like I was combing the clouds and not the wind after all. Interesting, the two metaphors, anyway. Here it is . . . with a few of it's friends of similar subject.
Leaves not yet opened
Trees thin fingers comb the sky
Carding April clouds
In a shock of spring
Yellow forsythia blaze
Bright against the snow
Grey April branches
Strung with drops of diamond rain
Bare with dreams of green
©Edwina Peterson Cross
Trees thin fingers comb the sky
Carding April clouds
In a shock of spring
Yellow forsythia blaze
Bright against the snow
Grey April branches
Strung with drops of diamond rain
Bare with dreams of green
©Edwina Peterson Cross
posted by Unknown @ 10:44 AM
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The mirror metaphors emerging here are delightful but it is the image of grey April branches strung with a diamond necklace of raindrops that really caught my eye.
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