Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Haiku for January...

heavy winter tracts
circle around my garden
frost bites my big toe

inky night of black
halogen snowflakes falling
crystal shooting stars

deep under woolens
canopied dreams of ice cream
maraschino nose

My birthday!

  It seems as if birthdays come and go much more quickly than they once did. As a kid, we counted the days to our birthday! Would it ever ar...