We sit quietly
waiting for the New Year chime
with a sense of hope
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We sit quietly
waiting for the New Year chime
with a sense of hope
A Northern Vision
Forest vibrations and snow
This Merry Yuletide
strong and courageous
take whatever is dished out
marshmallow inside
Two Haiku: A Weekend Away
longing for something
you keep feeling everything
knowing of nothing
missing your essence
longing to see you again
keep thinking the worst
hypnotic snowflakes
a forest shrouded in my
warm winter dreaming
Walking up the street,
oblivious to the wind;
skirt above your head.
clear, cool winter sky
revealing hidden colours
only for my eyes
A kiss to the moon
Let me sleep without bad dreams
The heavy clouds cry
Take me from this place
where work is all-consuming
sleeping until noon
To be young is less
than admirable to the
grumpy old cretins