Thursday, 15 January 2009

this cold winter day,
the gnarled old apple tree
promises blossoms

*

four winds haiga

3 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely promises of Spring....

Elizabeth said...

Snow falling here.
No promise of spring at all.
Earth dead and bleak.

Word verification: thsaliv

thus I live?

jem said...

That's very comforting. I think perhaps the tree has more faith in spring than I do.