wind on my shingles
I can hear snow drops whining
what happened to brown

THree For

in darkness looking
I see yellow sunlight break
wearing down the grime



throwing out old saws
I hear springs sweet song above
small birds in metal


Inspired by Facebook comments

It's dark grey and cold
evil canadian snow
go back to winter

filling a gutter
fall leaves drown in winter snow
buds ready to burst

water bubbling
family of eagles circling
walking in deer bones

a broken haiku
two winter thin deer
feeding in sunlight

AH HA

Happy in sunlight
two winter thin deer eating
a broken Haiku

blue streams in soft snow
winters last breath running south
as pickets go by

ragged birds in snow

waiting for cranes to return

grey thoughts with lead clouds

waiting in sunlight
watching white fade into brown
listening to songs

spring sun is shining
I hear a crane speak above
just an illusion

grey river running
old steel rails bridging a gap
black lines reflection