Winter Haikus

Better late than never, right?

Winter Haikus


The brown slush collects,

It grows into an iceberg.

A nudge, it falls, smash!


Pigs In Space

The snowfall’s blinding,

The flakes fly by us swiftly.

We have reached Warp Speed.


The End of the Month

It looks so benign,

But it’s from National Grid.

Shit! The Heating Bill!

Cat Warmth

Quietly he pads

Through the pitch black winter night.

The heater that purrs.

Sauna in the Bathroom

Hot, and hotter still.

Warmed by the steam of my bath.

Don’t turn on that fan!

Nature Rot

Mother Nature is dead!

The winter worms eat her flesh,

Leaving her bones bare.


“Ho, ho, ho!” he laughs,

Carrying his great red sack

Filled with licensed toys.


His faithful steed brays,

Loaded down with a burden

Of licorice treats.


“Crack” goes his black switch,

The naughty children cower,

Fearful of his wrath.


About harrylthompsonjr

I'm a writer, a photographer, and a lover of role playing games. I've moved my blog to wordpress in hopes of actually getting some feedback. We'll see :)
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2 Responses to Winter Haikus

  1. Sarah says:

    Awesome! I giggled at every one. 🙂 You did a great job of capturing different elements of the season, from the fun of kicking fenderburgs, to licorice (Yay!).

  2. Robyn says:

    I enjoyed these tremendously – Just what I needed this morning. ^_^

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