Written several weeks ago while I was taking some days away at a cabin.
Scattered
Pine needles scattered
Latticework beneath the trees
Draped on everything
Monday Morning Haiku- Mountain Cabin
Warmth
Cool mountain morning,
Threaded sunlight through branches
lifts the morning chill
-mtroupe 2015
Obviously, the poem below is not a haiku. Enjoy it anyway…
Time
The cabin rests beneath the trees
As passing seasons roll
The living wood is fresh and green
The cabin wood grows old.
-mtroupe 2015
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