Winter Haiku II

Brother bear wanders

no longer, resting instead

in some nearby place.

Blanketed barn sleeps

in a linen field bordered

by straight stiched fences.

Starry winter nights

alive with silvery sparks –

breathe in and say ahhhh.

Stella Castella

I find Winter an especially good time of year for writing poetry. What are you working on right now?