Though right now I’m giving my main attention to another writing project, daily walks still inspire haiku-length ditties. Experience the season with me…
Back gangrenous snow
approves bitter new day clenched
in freezing’s headlock.
Frigid morning—still
Winter’s hit the snooze button
while we watch for Spring.
(Photos © 2017 by V. Nesdoly)
White quilt melted.
Cover’s off for all to see
baby-Spring pink.
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This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Carol at her Beyond Literacy Link blog. As usual, there’s a wonderful variety of poetry and poetry-related fare available there!
Violet Nesdoly / poems 
Bridget Magee
January 27, 2017 at 9:46 am
Your haiku provide us with such strong imagery, “Black gangrenous snow”, “Winter’s hit the snooze button”, and “baby-Spring pink”. Thank you for sharing your ‘daily walks’ with us, Violet! =)
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Violet Nesdoly
January 27, 2017 at 10:20 am
Thanks so much, Bridget! It’s lovely to have you along. 😉
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Brenda Davis Harsham
January 27, 2017 at 9:54 am
Those are clever and fun, Violet. It’s always a challenge to get through the February doldrums with an upbeat message. You managed it nicely. If only Trump would hit the snooze and stay out of the news for 4 more years. Although plenty of his cronies would take his place. Sigh.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 27, 2017 at 11:22 am
Thanks so much, Brenda! Yes, this is a slow time of year. But it will be past before we know it, as will the next four years. As one pastor of ours used to say: “No condition is permanent.”
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Brenda Davis Harsham
January 28, 2017 at 9:16 am
We can’t live in a state of outrage forever. 🙂
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Laura Shovan
January 27, 2017 at 10:30 am
Your frigid morning haiku — that’s me. On these cold mornings, I’ll stay in bed with a book as long as I’m allowed.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 27, 2017 at 11:14 am
Ha! Thanks, Laura,
Your comment reminds me of “February” by Margaret Atwood:
“Winter. Time to eat fat
and watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,
… jumps up on the bed and tries
to get onto my head. It’s his
way of telling whether or not I’m dead…”
The rest is here: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/47787
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Jane the Raincity Librarian
January 27, 2017 at 11:30 am
We’re down to the gangrenous snow here, too – here’s hoping its on its way off for the rest of the year!
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:12 am
Thanks Jane, I’m sure! I add my vote to yours: no more snow till November or December!
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bjleepoet
January 27, 2017 at 12:27 pm
Powerful haiku, Violet, and lovely. They remind me why I moved to Florida. I’d always get S.A.D.D. in the winter, particularly in February when you wouldn’t see the sun sometimes for 3 weeks, if I’m remembering correctly, hidden behind so much gray. But still, I miss the seasons!
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bjleepoet
January 27, 2017 at 12:28 pm
I guess it’s S.A.D. S.A.D.D. is something else entirely.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:11 am
Thanks, B.J. Well, I’d say lack of seasons is a small price to pay to get rid of SAD. Thankfully grey days don’t lay me low but a string of them does affect my mood (perhaps seen more in contrast to how bright and hopeful I feel when the sun comes out). Enjoy your balmy paradise!
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cvarsalona
January 27, 2017 at 4:39 pm
That first image poem reminds me of snow in the city I grew up in-Central NY. The 2nd poem is quite a fitting one for the end of the Winter Wonder Gallery. Can I add it to the end of the gallery as a hopeful nod to spring. The last one is amazing. Is that what you see now?
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:08 am
Carol, thanks for hosting today, and I’d be delighted for you to add Photo #2 to your gallery.
Yes, it’s heather and heather is one of the first plants to bloom. I took the photo about a week ago.
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margaretsmn
January 27, 2017 at 4:44 pm
Wonderful imagery! This is a winter that cannot make up its mind. We’ve had some cold days and some warm. My flowering bushes are totally confused.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:06 am
Thank you, Margaret! I understand about confused flowering bushes. I saw azaleas in bloom last October–totally out of season. I wonder what they’ll do this spring.
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Leigh Anne
January 27, 2017 at 5:40 pm
Your first picture is the worst part about a beautiful snowfall – the black gangrenous! We are still awaiting our first snow….much like that snooze button.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:05 am
Thanks, Leigh Anne. It always amazes me how long those black piles last. It seems they are very loth to go!
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lindabaie
January 27, 2017 at 8:19 pm
Oh, I love that “winter’s hit the snooze button,” Violet. Mostly what I want to do is to wrap up in a cozy fleece blanket. And “gangrenous snow” is perfect. It’s lost its appeal but will stay and stay.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:03 am
That’s right, Linda! How can something that starts out so lovely, end up so black and evil-looking? Enjoy your cozy blanket!
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Alice Nine
January 27, 2017 at 9:40 pm
Such a contrast– “gangrenous snow” and “baby-Spring pink” –no question which one I choose. Nice pairings; lovely haiku.
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:13 am
Thank you so much, Alice!
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Kay McGriff (@kaymcgriff)
January 28, 2017 at 5:30 am
Love the line “winter hit the snooze button.”
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:14 am
Thank you, Kay! The thought of winter asleep came to me as I was talking to the neighbor who walks his dog every day and he mentioned how dead and unresponsive everything in nature seemed and how he was champing at the bit for spring.
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maryleehahn
January 28, 2017 at 6:11 am
I love your photos exactly as much as your poems!
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 6:46 am
Aw, thank you, Mary Lee! For me that’s a big compliment, as photos and poetry live together somewhere in my brain!
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Kiesha Shepard
January 28, 2017 at 9:29 am
Violet, I want to walk and experience the season with you! These photos and poems are simply amazing. I am there with you, on the cusp of winter!
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 10:31 am
Thank you, Kiesha! I love having you along.
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haitiruth
January 28, 2017 at 9:51 am
I like your third one most. The best thing about winter is when it ends! Ruth, thereisnosuchthingasagodforsakentown.blogspot.com
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Violet Nesdoly
January 28, 2017 at 10:46 am
Thanks, Ruth! Third one wins? For me too!
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Irene Latham
January 28, 2017 at 10:23 am
Dear Violet, go you with your writing project!! I love the covers thrown off those pink blossoms. Spring is coming! xo
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Tabatha
January 31, 2017 at 5:10 am
We don’t have snow OR blossoms. You did a terrific job of capturing these different moments. (Another vote for the third one… :-))
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