Winter wind’s frenzy
Ice cold rush of ecstasy
Intoxication
For Haiku Horizon prompt: Rush. Other entries here.
Author: Anita Lubesh
I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong. View all posts by Anita Lubesh
That’s the hot buttered rum talking.
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Yeah, you’re onto me.
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😉
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Lovely haiku. The photo is awesome.
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Thank you, Helene.
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Oh I can feel the cold here topped with a nice toddy at the end of the day. We’ve had our coldest weekend so far here.
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We have been amazingly mild, which has been odd. Thank you for reading and your thoughts.
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Intoxicated is the only sensible way to face snow.
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Insulation, yep.
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