Haiku – Marble and Throb

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I’m pretty sure that’s the first time those two words have been put together as the title of a piece of creative writing, and probably for good reason! Here are a couple of wintery haikus regardless…

Throb

Throb

Welly boots wobble

On rutted tracks frozen stiff.

Wind-stung cheeks throb pink.

 

Marble

Marble

Marbled moon-crossed ice

Crusted creeps ‘cross wind-stirred pond.

Nothing moves beneath.

 

***Thanks for reading, folks, and thanks for all of your likes and comments in what has been my first year blogging. You are a stunningly supportive community and I’ve got a great deal of pleasure from reading your work and having you comment upon mine. If I’ve not followed you on Twitter yet, I’m at @mjrichardso0. A happy Christmas to you and yours!***

Published by matthewjrichardson

PhD student and short story author. Published in Gold Dust, Literally Stories, Near to the Knuckle, Soft Cartel, Penny Shorts, and Shooter.

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6 thoughts on “Haiku – Marble and Throb”

  3. wonderful writing; I’m going to enjoy your blog; thanks for visiting mine so I can discover yours 🙂 now back to sleep — it’s now 2.40 on a warm summer’s night — before I read some more in the morning 🙂

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