only winter moon
knows how many heavy steps
there are till dawn
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Intrically clever – and as expected…
Thank you Hamish.. we know well the length of winter night… but the moon knows better.
climbing seems now done – just a matter of coasting along from South to West….
Sometimes it would be good just to be and not counting 😉
Stunning and the moon was majestic tonight x
That’s the mystery of the moon … chapeau!
Yes, there are so many things that the moon knows and keeps to herself.
Bjorn, Full moons are beautiful and help with the tides, but they get blamed for things like mental problems and werewolves. Well written yet again. 🙂 — Susan
Great beauty as seen of full moons but some adverse comments accorded relating to lunacy. Yes, heavy steps going forward. Great lines Bjorn!
Hank
Awesome composition.
REALLY, really like this one. So much said…
Great haiku. The moon does keep a good watch over the night 🙂
And the moon shines upon those steps as well:)
Oh sound grim..!
Winter steps – much heavier than in other seasons and, in this piece, connoted (for me) the passage of time (or at least certain spans of time) as somewhat burdensome and lonely. A haunting, emotive haiku.
Bravo!