mindlovemisery Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille
“I love to challenge you to write a haibun about Winter, if you are living on the Northern hemisphere or about Summer, if you are living on the Southern hemisphere… and if possible you have to use a kigo or season word in your haiku.”
Waiting for the first snowfall. Waiting for the chill that reddens the nose, the cheeks. Waiting for the north wind to sweep the last lingering warmth of the slanting sun deep south again. Waiting for the frozen motes that smell of stinging nettles. Waiting for grey clouds to pucker up and cry bejeweled flakes of fairy dust. Waiting, like an expectant child mouth wide open, to catch a crystal treat. Waiting for that first, fat, fluffy flake to flutter down.
The Snow Queen fashions
crystal butterflies in clouds
I can only wait.
You may use a maximum of 100 words (I used 92)