On the Other Side of Winter


I wrap my scarf tightly. The chill sinks deep. Mist rises and falls on frozen earth. Veiled clouds swirl over icy pond. All is still… breathless marsh grasses.

I linger in hope of returning critters: rambling ducks, chattering red-wings and gossiping geese soon will come home. It’s the prattling cricket frogs I long for these shadowy winter days. Till then I’ll be tranquil myself and wait.

Alabaster fog,

bundled stiff between seasons.

Awake marsh grasses!

It’s Haibun Monday at dVerse!

Published by wolfsrosebud

The writer, homemaker, wife, mother, grandmother, hiker, sewer, cook, author of Biblical fiction, and devotional writer; all for His glory and by His help.

13 thoughts on “On the Other Side of Winter

  1. Its what happens isn’t it with the seasons, we get into one season and we start to generate expectations for the next season we are awaiting….you captured this well.


  2. That haiku!!! Yay! So awesome. 🙂

    “The chill sinks deep. Mist rises and falls on frozen earth.” … Here, I misread “mist” as “mint,” which I love. It makes me think of those mint-chocolates on hotel pillows. Let’s picture that together, okay?


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