Wintry Haiku
One, last, drop of ice
slips the fingertips of roof
falls to nothingness.
Frozen Tanka
One, last, hushed, droplet…
Surrenders its final breath,
Ice crystals melted…
Mutterings of winged things
Push pale winter into spring.
Haiku form, Japanese Tanka, Poetry, Winter Season
Wintry Haiku
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