gutter drips
january thaw
snow piles are shrinking away
sun warms bare branches of naked trees
dirt exposed
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Like cinquain: 5 lines, but “oddly”modified syllable pattern (see previous post).
Linking to Tony’s “meeting the bar” challenge at d’VersePoets!
a poem in my pocket 
Jan 30, 2015 @ 08:04:58
So very true. We are not at that point yet, having 12 degrees here…but I know when all that stuff will melt we we have the same….before the greening, which makes the dirty slush a thing of beauty for me. Smiles.
Jan 30, 2015 @ 04:54:25
Fantastic snap shot — full of feeling for the seasons’ transition
Jan 30, 2015 @ 02:27:30
Lovely, hopeful use of the form, Lynn. I hope the thaw doesn’t prove to be short-lived
Jan 30, 2015 @ 00:38:29
Ha, what a title! Love it! This does have a very Japanese haiku feel to it.
Jan 29, 2015 @ 22:46:06
“don’t drink the slush” – good advice indeed! It’s nice to see poems about the hope of spring in the wintertime.
Jan 29, 2015 @ 20:56:52
…it’s the in between stages of winter and spring that are not so attractive..
Jan 29, 2015 @ 20:51:43
but we havent really had any snow yet!
they say maybe monday…i think many are already pining for spring….
Jan 24, 2015 @ 14:23:13
Feels somehow like the drips, with the clever line breaks. Thanks. k.
Jan 24, 2015 @ 12:02:20
that dripping brings hope… liked the simplicity of this
Jan 23, 2015 @ 16:47:58
If only you could send some of that slush to our poor drought-stricken part of the world. You paint the picture of the snow melt so clearly, Lynn.
Jan 23, 2015 @ 20:19:22
Wish I could send you some…makes me thankful for dirty slush.