Winter Haiku
From the Mountain Haiku Collection


across the canyon
    sun centered over crags
        my face turns gold




after the snow storm
    blue sky above white firs—
        clouds on fire




highway 89
    north through the Sierra
        into the Big Dipper




a thousand feet above
    the lights of Sierraville
        I stand with the moon




grown daughter far
    in her high mountain home— 
        white covered pines




flakes fill gray sky
    fall on your dark hair. . .
        ice blossoms melting




Sierra night
    into the dark mountain
        a star falls




clear mountain night
    light cast from the house
        diamonds in the snow




white sky
    wings— 
        blue jay! 




four o'clock sun
    across the frozen pond
        tree shadows on ice




across the meadow
    deep snow trail to the pond. . .
        no one




midnight on the porch
    Cassiopeia above. . .
        cold white quiet


© 1998 Leslye Layne Russell


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