Clawing and scratching
Old Man Winter fights for life
Nature defies him
What dreams have the trees
Except to brighten this world
Buds are rays of hope
Each one a promising life
Linked to the prompt over at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku with Ha.
What a great response, Dom — acknowledging Old Man Winter’s struggles as much as the hope of a new season. Very cool! 🙂
Well thank you very much, I really enjoyed writing these and on top of it I got to know you by a different name Ms. Paloma. 🙂
I’m very glad you enjoyed the prompt!
And ¡si! Paloma! Wasn’t so sure about taking on a pen name at first. But now I love it 🙂
No, keep it, I think it’s very cool…and a little exotic. 🙂
How fun to be a bit exotic!
Lady Paloma…sort of has a nice ring to it. 🙂
¡Y mysteriosa! 😉
Thank you Elizabeth, I appreciate it. 🙂
Nicely done. 🙂
Thank you very much. 🙂
What a lovely series, Dominique. Your haiku are as lovely as your other forms. Truly gifted!
Thank you Cheryl-Lynn, I appreciate you saying so. 🙂
Lovely set of haiku. I like winter’s ferocious struggle to triumph over the Spring.
Thank you very much my friend, I appreciate the kind comment. 🙂
I like the personification of winter here….and I wrote about the dreams of trees too so interesting to see another take here on their dreams. Enjoyed this one 🙂
Thank you C.C. I appreciate that.