Skaters etch our pond
Couples grasp hands for dear life
Snowflakes drop softly
Photo by Tony Webster, courtesy of WikiMedia Commons
Haiku #8
Skaters etch our pond
Couples grasp hands for dear life
Snowflakes drop softly
Photo by Tony Webster, courtesy of WikiMedia Commons
THE WOUND THAT HEALS 
Beautiful. Takes me back to the pond where we skated growing up!
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I’m so happy it elicited good memories for you, Kathy! Thank you for stopping by.
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The excitement and tranquility of skating. You captured both, Mary Jo!
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Thank you, Dave! I loved to skate but always froze my toes off 🙂
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Definitely a hazard of that activity. 😦
(You’re welcome!)
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I loved to skate as well, and occasionally I think about doing it again–but it’s just so darned cold!
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I really feel well in your winter surrounding, Mary Jo, and Dear Life reminds mi to of a beautiful book by Alice Monroe! Best regards Martina
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Thank you for stopping by and commenting, Martina! It is a tranquil and pleasant place in winter.
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:):)
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Tree branches etch your pond nicely, also. Excellent haiku of winter experiences I have mostly not experienced.
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Thanks, Tim. I realize there are many people who’ve never or rarely experienced these, but maybe they provide a little taste of that 🙂
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That’s the benefits of art and blogging.
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This is the hope. 🙂
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The experience of a frozen pond in winter is transcendent.
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What a joy to elicit such a wonderful moment!
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The photo and the poem took me right there!
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A sense of excitement smoothed by the soft snow falling. Beautiful images your words paint.
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Thank you, Marina! You and Dave Astor picked up on that juxtaposition. 🙂
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It’s not just the meaning of your words that naturally lead to a juxtaposition, it’s the sound of the words you have chosen too [etch, grasp / snowflakes softly] 😉 . Which is what makes it all the more exceptional.
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Yes, Marina! You’ve grasped that the tension in the couples (fear of skating and fear for the future) is eased by the gentle softness of the snow. Your comment is much appreciated 🙂
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🤗❤️
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Your words convey the serenity of the season. Winter rewards those who seek out its delights.
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Thank you kindly! And yes it does indeed reward well 🙂
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Your haiku immediately brought back the sound of those skate blades etching the ice.
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I’m hoping my alliteration helped your recollection. As I was crafting this haiku, I thought it might be too much, then read it aloud and realized it sounded like the blades. Thank you for this! 🙂
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Yes, it did–and you’re welcome!
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I smile at the memories of learning to skate on a pond during my youth. 🙂
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It really is a fond memory, I agree! Thank you for sharing it with me.
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Oh…I remember skating there:)
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Delightful! This photo is from Portland, OR and I’ve never been there. But when noticing the house through the trees, I felt like I was there too…watching those skaters on the pond from the windows 🙂
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Exactly!
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Thank you, Mary, this one has a nice touch to it and the photo certainly brings it home.
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You’re welcome, Jason. I find the more I try to find blank canvasses for others’ imagination, some of these photos have their own story to tell. Guess it’s kind of multimedia 🙂
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Multimedia seems to encapsulate rather well. 😉
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Your words take me back to my childhood – thank you. The photo could have been from my forest.
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That’s wonderful! I try to elicit this type of response, so I’m humbled and grateful, Leya 🙂
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🙂
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Winter has highlighted the outline of this beautiful pond.
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I’m sure it does likewise in other seasons too! Thank you, Peggy.
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Beautiful..cooling effect
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Definitely that!
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👍🏻
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Lovely! You certainly transported me to another place…and in so few words! That is a gift and such a wonderful thing to share. Thank you! 🙂 I may not get to skate on a pond or lake today, but I have in the past. And now, this morning, my feet are not in a pair of skates, but like a very good book you cannot put down, your poem has me ‘skating’ all the same.
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Your comments are humbling, Linda. I strive to recreate moments many of us are blessed to experience and remember. It’s a gift that must be shared. I hope to honor God and his creation and to bless others with it. Thank you for sharing his gift to you, with us.
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