Day 1

a winter morning

yields to autumn winds, and spring

falls further away

For today's poem, I went with a haiku (because it was a long day) about the obnoxious weather. I know, how pedestrian could I get, right?

We woke up and there was snow covering the ground (not to mention falling from the sky), and the rest of the day was full of crisp winds! It only began feeling like spring right before sunset. Nature's little April Fools joke, I guess.

Day 2

Strange that

a lifetime spent

imagining magics

would draw a veil over wonders

right here.