I'm struggling with both today! But I'm going to keep trying. I'm doing this as part of LK Ludwig's online journaling class, "Point and Shoot: Poetry and Dreams". Here is my attempt at haiku to accompany this photo I recently took at the Seattle Flower Conservatory:
Searching out the light
Dark secret center hidden-
Winter waits outside.
Another version:
Filtered sun through glass
Aloe quietly breathing-
Winter stalks outside.
3rd version:
Facing winter's light
Quiet breathing in the 'womb':
Dark secret hidden.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost (1923)
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
(I feel better now...)
