My friends and I write haiki... for National Poetry Month

[dragonyphoenix]

I was going through some poetry I'd saved off and ran across these. I wrote this winter before last:

icicle
giving itself away
drip by drip

and got this response from my Aunt Kate:

icicle
making more of itself
with each flake of snow

and this from Kat, note how biting cold has two meanings. Nice job!

popsicle
freezing itself solid
biting cold