Greg Davidson

Rookie - 78 Points (1954 / Sydney, Australia)

A Collection Of Haiku - Winter - Poem by Greg Davidson

I - Morning Frost
White and crisp the lawn,
Breath to mist before my face,
A winter day born.

II - Breezes
Leaves fly past the road
Wind slapping against my face
Somewhere near it's snowed.

III - Morning Fog
Blanket of ash grey
Cold, bleak silhouettes emerge.
Slowly starts the day.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

As the seasons flow
Slowly will this collection grow
Come again and there may be
Another verse to see.

Comments about A Collection Of Haiku - Winter by Greg Davidson

  • Rookie - 116 Points Terry O'leary (9/7/2012 9:19:00 PM)

    Very nice pair of Haikus! Not an easy task... Terry (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Sunny Rose (9/4/2012 8:16:00 AM)

    I'm chillin' by your words (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Sunny Rose (9/4/2012 8:16:00 AM)

    I'm chillin' by your words (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 2, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 11, 2013


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