Tag: syrup

• Sugar Season Haiku Cycle

  Spontaneous, no-revision haiku scrawled in a fit of boredom…. Snow concedes, contracts Shadows shorten with each dawn Totems bleed sweetness       Electric drill whirs Thirteen miles of plastic hose Grandpa had a bucket       Good dry wood burns clean A grey squirrel tail, smoke and steam Sweet in the hollow.

  JunkChuck

  March 9, 2015

  My Poetry

  haiku, maple, poetry, spring, sugar, syrup