Haiku Attempts 5 - Haiku on Snow & Superbowl

Global Haiku • Millikin University • Spring 2008

trying her best
to not leave her handprint
a snow angel

making angels
in freshly fallen snow
two sisters

school canceled
we lay down
snow angels

tongue sticking out
arms outstretched
first snow

frost-covered window
the child grins
first snow

a snowflake
finds a home
on her eyelash

damp gloves
drying by the heater
snow day

snow melts
last day
for sledding

diamonds
on eyelashes
her first snow

chill down my spine—
players dump
the Gatorade

outside
scooping it with little hands
a friendly throw

snow day
a snow man
completed with dog biscuits

no magic hat
yet, eyes
full of life

the snowman
grows through
the blizzard

frozen pond
we hold hands
as we skate into the sunset

untouched snow
in my backyard
I run for my hat and gloves

silent
on the road
the ice waits

breath vapors
joints creak
in the igloo

little maps
of some animal—
footprints in the snow

high noon
snow on the ground
blinds me

frozen rain
glistens on the strings
spider Web

limbs waving
face to the sky
I search for real angels

snowflakes mingle
with soy bean aroma…
Decatur

icicles—
the dorm
bares its fangs

the winter night
gets longer
as do the cigarette butts

snow on the ground
as my name is called
snowball

steamy ramen
snow falls
just outside

down the back
soaking my shirt
the snowball

scoop up some snow
roll it in your hands
then launch it

safe in the fortress
snow drips down my neck
brr!

toboggan glides
down the hill
snow sprays my face

melted snow
sloshes
in my shoes

foggy glasses
breath held to smell
steaming pepperoni

frozen noses
cuddle close—
snow mates

harsh blizzard—
penetrating the whiteout
a feeble meow

sampling
the cold white fluff
a confused puppy

aching back
a snowplow returns
the just-shoveled snow

slight touch
on the back of my hand
the first snowflake

snowy wonderland
mocks me
I type my paper

nowhere to be
together we stay
on a snowy day

the crackle of snow
as my urine
hits

holding dad’s hand
catching snowflakes
on my tongue

ice clad walkway
I slip
into your catch

first flakes
a child presses his nose
to the window

falling and laughing
in a world of white
angels

war rages
beyond the fort
flying balls of snow

new snow
even the trash
glitters

mischievous snowman
lures me away
from homework

superbowl—
a secret crush
goes unnoticed

Tom Brady waving
to his very hot girlfriend
...what a player

on the losing team
his hands sweat
five seconds left


© 2008, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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