Thursday, November 5, 2009

Morning's color

The sleet
falls harsher,
colder than
I've experienced.
The morning's color is not
a color, only achromatic, and
my heart warms neither
to this canvas, nor the
brushes, nor to her
smile, not even
to the dog.

4 comments:

Nana Fredua-Agyeman said...

not even to the dog. an anticlimax for me. good piece

Warren said...

Goodness, if I can't even warm to the dog the day is a total goner! Thanks for checking in, Fred - how are things in Ghana?

Warren

Magyar said...

Well felt... made me shiver, Warren! _m

day break
this frozen rain clatters
tree limbs

Warren said...

Gorgeous haiku, Magyar - Talk about making a person shiver.

Warren