Seven Haiku


White dots fall slowly

The snow makes me remember

Times in December


Gray covers blue skies

Barren trees frosted with white

No one is in sight


Clouds are rolling by

Blush pink sprinkles to the ground 

Petal confetti


My hand meets the stream

Water hits my tacky skin

Heavenly relief


Golden hues of earth 

A warm glow envelops me

Soul soothing moments


Rests on my shoulder

Bright, warm feathers brush my neck

Sings high, piercing songs


Smoke from the incense 

Nourishment for ancestors

January 1st



Joelle Yang