My third post! 40-50 mph winds blowing on the plains today, can’t see beyond the yard. Fireplace burns and cat is in my lap!
howling winter wind
carved furrows of dirt and ice
hot chocolate poured
Revised version – Thanks Lynn
howling winter winds
dance on fields of soil and ice
stirred my cocoa mug
This sounds cozy!
Hope you don’t mind if i suggest changing the verbs to active voice: “carves” and possibly “pour hot chocolate”? (Like it’s happening now!) just an idea…it’s YOUR haiku 🙂
Good points, I’m going to blame it on my cat distracting me with his claws!
See revised version