A haiku a day...

Sunrise/sunset moments have cropped up quite a lot in my haikus this week, which is symptomatic of the short days of winter I suppose - I'm much more likely to witness these displays and experience the strange betwixt times when it's not quite day or night when they happen later in the morning and mid-afternoon. I've spotted lots of birds this week too which is nice and I've managed to squeeze some of these little moments into my daily 17 syllable quota. Thank goodness for the birds singing and fluttering on through these cold and greyish days, bringing some beauty to the newly-barren tree branches. Not mentioned here is the flock of goldfinches that flew over me one day when I was out for a run. The sight of their little red faces and yellow bellies bobbing above me spurred me on on a very a cold day. It's worth getting outside for a sight like that :) Anyway, enough rambling, here are the haikus....

Friday
Birdsong, tired eyes,
Cold puffs of breath, glowing sky:

Morning impressions.

Saturday
Duckpond kerfuffle,
Breadcrumb feast 'neath yellow skies,
as day fades to night.

Sunday
My feet are heavy
When I start, a few miles on,
I'm almost flying.

Monday
Hop-a-pied-wagtail
flutters at my feet, what a
Charming encounter!

Tuesday
Grandeur, opulence,
we play at being fancy,
at the opera house.

Wednesday
A raging rabble,
squashed in, we zoom through London,
deep beneath the streets.

Thursday
Grey winter light weighs
heavy on me, outside the
storm is raging on.

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