I’m going to post a lot today because it’s my birthday and I’ll post if I want to. First up, a couple of cold, cold haiku for Frank Tassone’s challenge, one I never seem to see.

First snow settles on

evergreen, everdark firs—

white colder than black.

In the dim dark woods,

first snow, cold ghost drifts, whisper,

pure white, nevergreen.