#618

at the north wind’s source,

I cut the bellows clean through,

unleashed disaster.

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Written for the Tricycle January 2023 Haiku Challenge using the Winter season words, north wind. 

#617

a staircase moment

my hopes left to linger and

tumble down quickly

#616 (International Klein)

such beautiful blue

it reached out and grabbed me, drew

me across the room

#615

in the sports hall and

the grey chair's too much like school

don't want to take it 

and what would I learn?

social interaction from

childhood experts 

#614

where is my voice and

where are my ears and where

has my head gone to?

#613

like a snowflake we

can melt on our own but are

stronger together

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Written for the Tricycle December 2022 Haiku Challenge using the Winter season word, snowflake, but was not entered.