Haiku:
It was very dark.
Terribly, like a magnet
the white snow stuck.
Lovers on a stoop
Suddenly a bad wind storm
Had struck down the night.
The sleepover night
I’m stuck in my sleeping bag
Be safe down the stairs
It is pouring rain.
I am in love with the sound
of the orchestra
Like a mystery.
books piled in the corner
yearning to be read.
Trees, like big bad wolves.
Ballerinas in the wind.
Laughter in silence.
Beautiful work, Willa. These make me laugh, cry, want to learn more. The image of you stuck in the sleeping bag is hilarious. And you did an incredible job "cutting" the haiku, especially in the first, fourth, and sixth ones. I love how you made me picture wolves as ballerinas. Great work.
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