these first few snowflakes
passing out of the darkness
mark hours of sorrow

these first few snowflakes
spiraling in winter sky
fills abandoned bowl

passing out of the darkness
white slivers of hope
scattering haphazardly

mark hours of sorrow
shifting within twilight hours
yesterday’s remnants

Copyright © 2019 by Dorna Hainds

Response to Carpe Diem #1587 Buson’s Memorial Day (busonki) (January 17th)Carpe Diem #1587 Buson’s Memorial Day (busonki) (January 17th)


Before I, Madasahatter572 post my daily poems, I wanted to take a few minutes and share these Facebook sites with you, my followers. Facebook may be in question and its credibility, but so far, I have found these sites to be quite genuine in their community unity. I know there are a great many Haiku enthusiasts out there. For the layman who just enjoys reading Haiku and its numerous forms, I strongly believe that these sites are for you.




So here are a few poems not posted while I, Madasahatter572 did not post while on my holiday break. Returned now I shall post daily with some things old and some things new. I hope dear Madd followers that You will join me once again on this yet undetermined Madd Adventure that shall be 2019…

dec., 26…
(madd frost #26)
young women
by the Zozoji Temple

(madd winter countdown #48)

snowy baubles
touch her lips –
such decadence

(waggin’ tails haiku #189)

winter greetings –
in shadowy pool
orange cat greets tiger cat

(wispy wednesdays)

I spy with me wee eyes… 

canadian geese strolling through faux snow

dec., 27…
(madd frost #27)

anonymous traveler
departs from Temple
with a familiar golden umbrella

(madd winter countdown #49)

winter’s blossoms
tattooing her trenchcoat

(waggin’ tails haiku #190)

winter cat
spring’s twittering messenger

(trippy-tumbling thursday )

I spy with me wee eyes… 

winter’s calling birds in flight with moonlit blossoms

dec., 28…
(madd frost #28)

waiting for the dawn
sings a delicate flock
from beneath snow-laden branches

(madd winter countdown #50)

winter priestess
through the morning mist

(waggin’ tails haiku #191)

we artist eyes flakey sculptures as they drift down from damp skies

(frazzle-dazzlin’ friday)

I spy with me wee eyes… 

gathered assembly of three french hens conducting domestic issues

dec., 29…
(madd frost # 29)

keen tradesmen
eye watery cargoships
coming into view

(madd winter countdown # 51)

from her fingertips
icy blooms
brushed away

(waggin’ tails haiku #192)

winter dreamer dreams of spring’s watercolors

(rambunctious saturdays)

I spy with me wee eyes…

two turtle doves twittering into New Year’s Day

dec., 30…
(madd frost #30)

playing in the snow
trampling petals
happy children

(madd winter countdown #52)

winter sentinels
walk through a frozen field
behind their icy mistress

(waggin’ tails haiku # 193)

forest ranger digs for spring’s treasure concealed by winter’s snow

(collective sundays)

I spy with me wee eyes… 

single traveler wandering cautiously through rocky landscape

dec., 31…
(madd frost #31)

pheasant in winter
gazes at the moon
and those stars in heaven

(madd winter countdown #53)

frozen queen
gazing towards the stars
thinks about her lover

(waggin’ tails haiku # 194)

training squadron chasing snowy footprints in winter field

(mucky-muck mondays)

I spy with me wee eyes…

young panada preparing itself for the adventures of the New Year