Three-Line Poems: IV. Winter – Spring
Three-Line Poems
IV. Winter-Spring
Spring snow –
Swift to come,
Swift to go.
Spring coldness;
The snowdrops
Flowering.
The coolness
This spring morn;
The call of the crow.
Frost on the tip
Of the apple leaf;
The faint evening moon.
Spring chill;
The thin legs
Of the sparrow.
Evening dusk;
A bird flies darkly
From tree to tree.
Snow falling;
Cherry blossoms
Pale.
In the coldness tonight –
Branches of
The cherry tree.
Evening chill;
The pear tree
In flower.
Spring beginning;
A calm sky
To look upon.
Bitter cold!
My hands are winter,
Too.
Bitter cold!
The crooked branch
Of the prunus.
Spring has arrived
In all its glory –
A faint pink sky.
Winter morn.
Frost remains in the shadow
Of the small tree.
A frosty winter morn.
The click
Of the deer antlers.
The crow shrugs off
The winter rain,
And squawks at its mate.
Bitter cold.
The goose has
A sharp tongue.
The spring wind.
A new hole
In my shoe.
Winter morn.
Still and silent
The pale white sky.
Bitter cold.
In the silence,
The winter moon.
Midnight.
The snow frozen;
Glittering.
Spring snow remaining
On the buds
Of the Crab apple.